Not Even In Theaters Yet And I'm So Over Remember Me

So, as it seems like a quiet day on the Twilight front, I was looking through some of the photos and links that I had missed out on earlier in the week while I was messing with KStew pregnant photo manips. (no, I haven't decided what to do with them, maybe post later, maybe not. Snark + Ultrasounds = Just a little odd)

And it struck me: I am SO over Remember Me, and it hasn't even made it to theaters yet.

Heck, the darn thing isn't even in post-production.

It's just that the thing sounds like exactly the kind of Lifetime/Oxygen Channel rom com tearjerker that makes me feel dirty for even admitting I've watched it.

Oh, they're billing it as the "Love Story" of our day. Right . . . .you know what I liked about Love Story? The soundtrack. I actually knew the score before I really knew the movie, and I could play most of it on the piano. Mega props to the composers.

The story itself . . . . .hmmm. Well, if they really want it to be like that, then instead of Rob Darling getting all smacked around, Ms. Romantic Interest needs to get terminally ill and die. Like, stat. THAT would certainly liven things up--well, at least over here in fan fantasy land, where we all get cast as the replacement, LOLs.

But seriously . . .does anyone else have a sneaking suspicion that this movie is going to be an EPIC SUCK? Oh, I'm sure it will commercially successful, cause we're all terrible suckers for Rob movies, but . . . . well, you know what I'm saying here.

Rob Pattinson: Just Not That Into You, NYC

Oh, file this one under hysterical. It earns points for irony, angst, and being probably very true.

RPatz is not a fan of NYC.

According to New York Daily News, all the fan girl craziness has made him want to go hide out in London for . . . hmmm, at least the rest of the summer?

". . . On-set sources from the hunky Brit’s new film, "Remember Me," now filming in the Big Apple, reveal that the actor is hopelessly homesick for London.

"Robert is dying to get back home," says an insider. "He's so over everything. He's overwhelmed by all the girls — they terrify him! He says girls grab his neck and clothing all of the time, and he’s not used to that. Fans don’t do that to him in London. Everyone there is a little cooler about the fame thing, which is what he’s used to.”. . ."

Read the whole bit of gossipy angst over at NY Daily News.

Nope, not feeling the NYC love. . . hence the sad, lost look!

The part I like best, though, is the insider being "everyone there is a little cooler about the fame thing", as if to imply that Manhattanites are unhip and uncool when it comes to handling celebrity. Hahaha . . .take that!

Of course, you can't really blame the insider or Rob for bagging on the city. Between the stalking, mobbing, and getting run over by a taxi, it has been an interesting summer. Add in the sweltering, stinky mugginess that is a New York summer and I could see where our pale precious would be longing for some cool London air and enough personal space to breathe it in without getting crushed by a fangirl.

That having been said, I also think London is lovely this time of year . . . .so Rob, when you do bail on sticky, icky, downtown NYC, make sure you've got a companion ticket for me!