miércoles, 30 de septiembre de 2009
Oh, Robert! (in a tux)
Working on giving Robert and Kristen some privacy?
Yikes! Is Robsten Going Back in the Closet?
Today 9:01 AM PDT by TED CASABLANCA AND TARYN RYDER
Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart may be finding time to hang together (and then some) up in Vancouver, but that sure doesn't mean it comes easily.
While roaming up in The Couv over the weekend, we hit some of the spots Robsten & The Twilight Crew have been known to frequent during their various time up north, and even the locals have noticed a big change since the New Moon filming last March.
"[Eclipse filming] has been great for us," dishes a local witness to the R.Pattz phenomenon. "Tourism has basically skyrocketed since these kids have been up here. As a resident and restaurant manager I've noticed this city has gotten a lot busier."
Sheesh, maybe Summit needs to start filming in America—The Pattinson Effect could help out oureconomy.
But back to business: You know what more people means? Less Robsten.
"We've seen a lot less of Kristen and Rob," says our local Twilight-accommodating spy. "Some of the cast still comes here a lot, but anytime [Kristen and Rob] are involved it brings a lot more attention to the whole cast and whatever they are doing."
It's no wonder why Summit has become much more laid back.
"It's basically [Rob and Kristen's] choice if they want to go out," Deep Twi tells us. "And they know they are being watched—whether it's by curious fans or paparazzi—everywhere they go."
You know what else is Rob and Kristen's choice? Whatever personal info they feel like giving away in interviews. So for those of you hoping for that Harpers Bazaar dating confirmation? Sorry folks—but from what we hear from Summit sources, no such thing went down.
Maybe we should all back off a bit and let Rob and Kristen do their thing? Oh who are we kidding, they already are, but we'll work on giving them some privacy.
Robert's white stain from a cupcake?
We were on cloud 9 by this point and the whole experience couldn't have been any better than what it was. The 100 Monkeys played an excellently long set and everyone grooved to their tunes the whole night. Jackson is really one of the nicest and down to earth celebrities we've ever met. Out of respect for all the wonderful people there, we didn't take photos with the actors as this really was a night for everyone to unwind from all the hustle bustle of the movie world, but we did get a photo with the 100 Monkeys, after all they were the reason we were there in the first place!
Robert Pattinson on GQ Style Magazine
New Robsten Vanity Fair Outtake
Stills from New Moon Calendar (OME!!)
Robert Pattinson: Over Night Sex Symbol
Every now and then, a movie comes out that transforms a male actor into someone to be desired, adored and often watched for decades to come. We're experiencing such a phenomenon now with Robert Pattinson, who has essentially starred in one wide-release movie and had "Twilight" transform him from "Who's that?" to "Hottest Man Alive" overnight.
But where does RPattz go from here? Will he launch a decades-long career? Work with directors like Spielberg and Scorsese? Or will he become another Hollywood cautionary tale? Below are a handful of beefcake breakouts transformed by one major role, whose careers could perhaps give guidance to the Sparkly One. (Gozde: Oh no! MTV did not just call Rob "Sparkly One"!)
Robert Pattinson on cover of Sci-Fi Magazine
It’s titled “Love the One You’re With” using the original NM poster as the two-page opening spread and includes many of the previously released press pix (i.e. Bella/Edward almost-kiss, Jacob in the rain, Carlisle & injured Bella), a lot in 5 x 7 or above. Written by David Grove, who was apparently on the Vancouver set at some point of NM filming, as he speaks about watching 100 high school extras at the junior high doubling for Forks High, singing “Happy Birthday” to Bella as she exits her truck. “The past year has been insane and psychotic,” he quotes Stewart. “It’s surreal to be playing Bella a second time, and I feel like I’m growing up with her.” (pg. 44) The sky then gets sunny, and Weitz moves the production inside to shoot until the clouds return.
With Weitz watching intently, Lautner moves behind Bella and gently fastens a magical-looking necklace around her neck just as Robert Pattinson, covered in vampire makeup and sporting yellow contact lenses, appears in Bella’s view, much to the delight of scores of onlookers who gather around the outskirts of the filming location for a peek. Stewart then moves over to Pattinson and stands on a riser to kiss her co-star while everyone else watches and wonders if this is really Bella kissing Edward or if this is just Bella’s dream. (pp 46-47)
martes, 29 de septiembre de 2009
Twi-Spam
Outtake from original Twilight
The next morning, we went to the casino. Natural light never came close to touching the gaming floor, so it was very easy. Edward told me it was generally expected for them to go lose some money in the hotel—a suite like ours was reserved for that special class of visitor known as high rollers.
As they walked—and I rolled in my wheelchair—through the acres of elegantly decorated casino floor, three times Alice paused at a particular slot machine and slid a card through the scanner. Each time she did this, sirens would blare, lights would revolve, and an electronic simulation of coins dropping indicated that her prize had been credited to her room. She tried to get me to do it once, but I skeptically shook my head.
"I thought you were supposed to lose money," I accused her.
"Oh, I will," she assured me. "But not until I make them sweat a little." Her smile was sinful.
We reached a more lavishly decorated division of the huge casino, where there were no slot machines or casually dressed tourists with plastic cups full of change. Plush chairs replaced the swiveling bar stools, and the voices were quiet, serious. But we continued still further, through a set of ornate gold doors into another room, a private room, more opulent yet. Finally I understood why Alice had insisted on the raw silk, emerald green wrap around dress she’d tied on me today, why she was wearing a long, white satin sarong—with a short lace top that bared her flat, white stomach—and why Edward was overwhelming and irresistible in another light silk suit. The players in this room were all dressed with an exclusive splendor whose expense was far beyond my imagining. A few of the impeccable older men even had young women in glittering, strapless gowns standing behind their chairs, just like in the movies. I pitied the beautiful women as their eyes swept over Alice and Edward, realizing their own deficiencies as they measured the first, and the deficiencies of their partners as they ogled the second. I was the enigma, and their eyes slid away from me unsatisfied.
Alice glided off toward the long roulette tables, and I cringed as I thought of the havoc she would wreak.
"You do know how to play black jack, of course," Edward bent forward to murmur in my ear.
"Are you kidding?" I felt the color drain from my face.
"Knowing your luck, I couldn’t lose any more thoroughly than by letting you play," he chuckled. He wheeled me toward a table with three empty chairs. The two immaculately dressed, exceptionally dignified Asian men glanced up in disbelief as Edward lifted me gently into one of the empty velvet chairs, and took the seat next to me. The delicate oriental beauty who stood at the end of the table watched with insulting incredulity as Edward caressed my hair possessively.
"Only use one hand," he breathed almost silently in my ear. "And keep your cards over the table."
Edward spoke a quiet word to the dealer, and two impressive stacks of dark blue chips appeared on the table in front of us. They had no numbers—and I didn’t want to know anyway. Edward pushed a small stack of his forward, and a larger stack of mine. I glared at Edward in embarrassed panic, but he just smiled impishly as the dealer dealt the cards swiftly around. I picked up my cards carefully with one hand, holding them rigidly above the table. I had two nines. Edward held his cards loosely; I could see he had a five and a seven. I glanced guardedly at the two gentlemen next to me, intent but terrified, watching carefully to see what the protocol was for a high rolling black jack table. To my relief, it seemed easy enough. The first swept the top of his cards briefly against the felt, and received a card, the second slipped the corner of his cards under his bet, leaving them on the table, and didn’t. I quickly put my cards down, shoving them awkwardly under my chips—cheeks flaming—when the dealer looked at me. Belatedly I noticed that the dealer had a queen. Edward brushed the table lightly, and the dealer threw a nine face up on the table in front of him. I glared at him, as the men beside me murmured appreciatively.
The dealer had a jack, and I lost, as did both Asian gentlemen. He smoothly relieved us of our chips. I heard a subdued commotion coming from the direction of the roulette table, but I was afraid to look. Edward pushed another stack of my chips onto the table, and it began again.
When my chips were gone, Edward passed me half of his, unable to contain his amused smile. He was doing well, winning three times as often as the other men at the table. But, with the size of my bets controlled by him, I was losing chips faster than he could rake them in. I had yet to win a hand. It was humiliating—but at least I was sure to never become a gambling addict.
Finally, I lost our last stack of chips. The Asian gentlemen, and their female escort, watched Edward with impressed curiosity as he could no longer contain his mirth, chuckling quietly, but with deep amusement, while he returned me to the wheel chair. I blushed and kept my eyes on the thick carpet as he pushed me away, still laughing.
"I’m the worst gambler in history," I muttered apologetically.
"Actually, you’re not. That’s what so funny." He laughed again. "You didn’t do one thing wrong, aside from playing a little conservatively. The odds that you would lose every hand…" He shook his head, grinning.
We got to the roulette table just in time to watch Alice lose her spectacular pile of multihued chips in one disastrous spin of the wheel. The many hopeful players who had bet with her on seventeen black looked murderously disappointed. She laughed, a trilling, carefree sound, and joined us.
"Did we lose enough?" I whispered as we exited the gold doors.
"I think the house is satisfied. You’re probably their favorite client today," he snickered.
"Please promise me one thing."
"Anything you want."
"Never, ever tell me how much money I lost today, please."
We were in the noisy casino by this time, and his laugh was unrestrained.
New/Old Twilight Stills
Clearing up the rumors about Robert Pattinson's next projects
In a series of threads on IMDB, for example, fans wondered whether it was true that Pattinson had been recast or dropped out of the film “Bel Ami,” in which he plays an immoral man named George Duroy, based on the short story by Guy de Maupassant. While many thought that he was recast/bowed out because of scheduling issues, Gossip Cop can confirm that Pattinson is still slated to make that movie.
But what about Pattinson re-making “Dune,” a rumor which set Twitter atwitter? While it’s true that Peter Berg remains intent on doing a re-make of the 1984 film that starred Kyle MacLachlan, Robert Pattinson will NOT be in the film, a source close to the actor tells Gossip Cop.
So it’s one in and one out for Pattinson.
New "New Moon" Posters
Vancouver Locals: Robert and Kristen always together
Vancouver Locals: Rob and Kristen Are Always Toget
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Mon., Sep. 28, 2009 12:08 PM PDT by TED CASABLANCA AND TARYN RYDER
As we told you last week, Team Awful was in the Vancouver area over the weekend. And since we (along with Oprah) ended up getting totally barred from any visits to the Eclipse set, we decided to make the most of our time in the city Robsten currently calls home.
While there were no Robert Pattinson or Kristen Stewart sightings, call it a wee bit ofTwilight fate when we ended up at apparently one of Robsten's (and the cast's) frequent hangs for dinner.
"Someone left their jacket here last night," we overheard one of the cute hostesses saying as we were waiting to be seated.
"Oh yeah, that's Ashley Greene's. They'll all be in later anyway, she can just get it then," another hostess responded.
While a common name like that would have probably gone over any normal person's head, you bet our A.T. ears perked up.
"You don't happen to be talking about theTwilight cast," Team Awful said, as we butted into the convo in the nicest way possible.
"Oh yeah, they're in here all the time!" replied hostess one.
We told the hostess gals our day job—writing for this lovely column here for E! (we're not the sneaky goss types)—and of course fessed our love for vampires and such.
Lucky for us, these partick gals are Awful Truth fans themselves and knew we weren't sketch reporters. So our end of the bargain was that we wouldn't name the restaurant (to keep our fab friends out of it, and to help give the Eclipse crew as much peace as possible), and they gave us some fun insider Twi-tidbits from the locals' perspective:
"The whole cast comes in a lot together. For some reason, this is one of the places the paparazzi doesn't constantly find them," dished one of the girls who has seated the Twilight crew dozens of time.
"It looks like they all really get along well. It's always a fun table—they are laughing, joking and just very polite," added the other girl.
A.T.: How about Rob and Kristen, what is their dynamic like?
Hostess One: Doesn't everyone just know that they're dating?
A.T.: Uh, you'd be surprised how many don't want to believe it.
Hostess Two: Oh, well everyone here knows. They are the only cast members who will come in alone a lot. You can just tell by looking at them. They're really cute together, always smiling.
A.T.: Love it! Hate to say it though, but "smiling" and "Kristen Stewart" seem unlikely to be in the same sentence together.
Hostess One: No way. She is incredibly sweet—I'd be a bitch, too, if there were cameras constantly in my face. But she's great, and so is Rob. They just seem to make each other happy.
Check back for part two of our Vancouver journey tomorrow morning for tons more local Twilight goss!
lunes, 28 de septiembre de 2009
New song from the New Moon Soundtrack revealed: Satellite Heart by Anya Marina
Anya Marina's song for The Twilight Saga: New Moon's soundtrack entitled "Satellite Heart" has just been revealed on her MySpace page.
Like her fellow contributors to the New Moonsoundtrack, Marina's song is completely original and penned exclusively for the album.
It begins with a bit of wily instrumental that suits the mood for New Moon. "I'm a satellite heart lost in the dark/I'm spun out so far, you stop I start/but I'll be true to you no matter what you do" seem to be some of the lyrics in the chorus of the song.
Marina's voice is tempered and constant, while some of the background music carries the dynamic.
Como véis, ya está en Youtube (de la mano de twilight-belgium).
Kellan Lutz on Robert's level of fame
Well, it’s crazy because with all this attention, all of us are handling it extremely well. We still have our head on our shoulders and our feet on the ground. Rob’s handling it so well. I can’t fathom being in his shoes. I believe I could handle it, but being cooped up in Vancouver and not being able to leave the hotel room or the apartment without having a driver and having to hide out—especially when he was shooting Remember Me, I talked to him a lot in New York and those fans were just crazy. I can’t imagine trying to act when you have all these people yelling your name and you’re doing an emotional scene.
Robert Patinson graces the cover of Another Man Magazine
His manner is very laid back. He doesn’t sound thrusting or ambitious, more like he’s just going with the flow and enjoying things. Is he going to harness his newfound fame and box-office appeal to approach the kind of filmmakers he wants to work with in the future? He’s not so sure. “Annoyingly, there are so few parts I feel I can add anything to, or that I want to do.” But he knows what he doesn’t need. “I don’t want to be an actor for the sake of it. I don’t find any particular pleasure in being an attention-seeker.”