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So the latest slash last Twilight movie is out now, blah blah, who cares. I mean it did inspire what I think of as a semi-inspired ramble in this week's take on this weekend's movies that I wrote for Celebrity Beehive, so there's that.
Oh and because of Twilight we have Kellan Lutz, I guess I can't look that gift horse in the mouth. Or the bulge, for that matter. Speaking of...
... the future holds a movie called Java Heat for Mr. Lutz, which is apparently not about a hipster coffee house opening in Albuquerque, but is some sort of terrorist thriller set in Indonesia. All's I know is biceps.
Every shot is bicepier than the last. My favorite shot
is this one from behind the scenes, though:
Look at that serious thespian and his giant sweaty shoulders, intently studying footage of his own giant sweaty shoulders. This is what Stanislavsky died for.
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1 comment:
Ahem, Java Heat sounds like a hipster coffee house opening in Santa Fe, not Albuquerque. Santa Fe has the principle stock in hipster coffee.
Also, I think Java Heat sounds more like an 80's ninja movie or a porn. With Lutz in it, I'm hoping for both!
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