I’m not a fan of Robert Pattinson. I’m not a huge fan of the Twilight movies, and even then, I’m team Jacob. Jacob—a hot blooded werewolf– beats some prissy, cold vampire any day. The way Pattinson’s handled all of the drama thrown his way lately, however, has given me a newfound respect for the man.
If you haven’t been following the downfall of the “Tramp-ire”, aka Kristen Stewart, you’ve, well, you’ve not missed a whole lot. Let’s face it; the Chick-Fil-A Apocalypse thing has more traction than another Hollywood starlet messing around with some creepy, much older, married man.
So, Stewart got caught (in paparazzi photos, no less) messing around with a married guy—namely, Rupert Sanders, the director of Snow White and the Huntsman. In which she played Snow White. In which Sander’s wife played her mother.
When I first heard it, I laughed. The absurdity of it all was funny. Then it was gross. Then I tuned out.
Stewart, apparently, took to the Twitter (twice) to profess her love for Rob, and apologize. Which, if the People magazine at the nail salon is to be believed, pissed Pattinson off to no end. And why wouldn’t it? The chick who cheats on you (and who you still have to work with) goes on the most public of all social networking sites, and spreads your dirty laundry all around for any of us to read? UGH.
Then, can you imagine dealing with all of the confused and depressed Twilight fans on the Twitter? I don’t envy him that…
Pattinson, on the opposite end of the spectrum, has kept his mouth shut. Despite being blind sighted by finding out your beloved is cheating on you in the grocery checkout lanes. Despite others spreading rumors that he’d bought Stewart some absurdly priced mansion and was ring shopping, and planned to propose in a matter of weeks. Despite all of the speculation of how the promotion of the final Twilight movie is going to turn out later this year.
In addition to Pattinson’s tight lips, he’s moved out of their house, secluded himself at a friend’s house (Reese Witherspoon), and stated that yes, he will continue to work and promote his movies this year (apparently the man makes something other than vamp movies—there’s one called Cosmopolis later this month). Instead of going on an alcohol-fueled retaliation girl chase, or expressing rage in the media or on social networking sites, he’s kept whatever is going on in his head to himself.
To which I say, “Well played.”