**Spoilers ahead. Don't be a sissy! Just shimmy out of those iron-clad panties and jump in. Come on...do it...all the cool kids are!**
Bill Condon wasn't really a director I was too familiar with before I heard he was going to be directing Breaking Dawn: Before the Spawn. The only other movie I had seen of his was Dreamgirls and I really had no interest in seeing Edward and Bella break out into song at their wedding. No thank you. Ok, maybe Edward... but not Bella.
I've been so fucking out of it lately -- fuck you work and hot weather and well, real life in general -- that I had no idea that my favorite MTV interviewer-guy did an MTV Rough Cut with Bill. Ooooh, how exciting! I love to see inside the noggin of the head dude in charge of this shit. And we all know that BD is going to be a perfect storm of absolute shit. Should Bill do his job right, that perfect storm of shit will work so amazingly, we'll all be lining up on his doorstep offering ourselves up as his sex slaves.
If he delivers on the sex scene alone, I will pitch a tent on his front lawn and greet him every day after work with sexual favors not even legal on this planet. I need that sex scene to be everything I've been imagining it to be since I finished the book over two fucking years ago. I honestly don't care about anything else but the feather flying, headboard breaking, body bruising sex.
Please Bill... for the love of all that is holy... I'm begging you!
So sit back and enjoy the