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Thursday, April 7, 2011

NO SEX!

As you might have noticed I have not posted anything for awhile. The facts of the matter are that I have been working on my book, reading, and doing some major work on my truck Snowflake (which should be running in two days for the first time since August). On top of all that, I have not been hit with inspiration. As always in these instances, I went to craigslist. It took me about 11 minutes to find something truly exceptional. Here it is complete with the pictures the author added:

Ever Consider a Alternative Affair? - m4w - 30 (Lakewood, WA)


Date: 2011-04-06, 5:50PM PDT



Hello wonderful ladies who are (married/divorced/engaged/dating,single, etc) - STATUS doesn't matter

If you feel alone or how I feel sometimes then read on:

- I am seeking someone who would like to be friends, more than friends, but NOT sexual lovers.
- If you have the self control to have this kind of friendship with me, then reply.
- In our friendship I would take YOU out, wine and dine YOU, go with YOU shopping if you wanted, and listen to you when talking instead of flap my gums about something you don't care about. (Ouch Guys!) I WILL LISTEN & PAY ATTENTION!
- I hope you enjoy CUDDLING; talking, watching MOVIES that YOU like; Dancing; Quiet and LAZY days (let me know what you like or seek, you can be honest)
- Tell me about your situation and we'll discuss it. I won't judge you.
- Why would I want a relationship like this? Not sure, never done this before, but we'll figure it out

About Me: 30, will be 31 in June, 6 foot in great athletic shape. Married for 4 years almost and not leaving my wife, but need ONE good gal-friend who feels like me.

Please REPLY with "Alternative" in subject line if you are serious. I'm not going to waste your time and won't allow you to waste mine. I am real, genuine, good natured guy, just seeking ONE Gal for this.

Note: This man has OBVIOUSLY mastered the ART of all caps! Love Buzzsaw

Monday, April 4, 2011

Summit: You Broke Their Hearts! (And They Leaked The Pics!)

In an attempt to understand the controversy behind the latest Twilight debacle (this time the "illegal" leaking of movie stills by the production company) I have found the real press release that explains exactly how saddened they are. It reads as follows:

As some of you may know, pictures and screen grabs of The Twilight Saga: Breaking Dawn as a work in progress have leaked on the internet. We are extremely proud of this film and also extremely heartbroken to see it out there at this stage. The film and these images are not yet ready or in their proper context. They were illegally obtained and their early dissemination is deeply upsetting to the actors, the filmmakers and Summit who are working so hard to bring these movies to fruition to you in November 2011 and November 2012. Please, for those who are posting, stop. And please, though the temptation is high, don’t view or pass on these images. Wait for the film in its beautiful, finished entirety to thrill you. Sincerely, Stephenie Meyer, Bill Condon, Wyck Godfrey and Summit Entertainment
—Summit Entertainmnet
Well that is just terrible. What upsets me the most is that it had to be EMPLOYEES OF SUMMIT who leaked them. That is right. The sets are closed, so how in the world could it have leaked from an outside source? I have heard claims that some 14 year old Twihard from Australia hacked into Stephenie Meyer's computer, but that doesn't even make a good story, let alone a convincing lie! Come on Summit, if you want me to believe you, can you at least give me something to chew on? I can think of at least ten better ways explain the leak. How about blaming it on nerds who love Harry Potter and hate Twilight. There are loads of them, and they are probably all better with computers than most Twilight fans. As it stands, the press release just makes Summit look dumb. From the schedule of film releases, and other odd marketing tactics, summit should already be under scrutiny for this, if not blamed entirely and ignored. Let's take a look at some of the red flags that have gone up along the way.

First, Robsten. Whatever the hell the relationship between Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart is, the connection with Summit is undeniable. Let it be known, I could give a shit less whether it is real, but it is mighty suspicious that they have been thrown together as lovers since their audition. Now, they might be, but the whole controversy has certainly been lucrative for Summit, there is no denying.

Another fact that undeniably links Summit with retarded ploys to gain hype was when The Hurt Locker was nominated for an Oscar. Producer Nicolas Chartier was barred from the Academy Awards ceremony for sending out an e-mail begging voters to vote for him. The film went on to win a bunch of little gold statues of naked men, resulting in Summits only critical success (sorry Twihards, but your movies have been nominated for multiple Razzies). In my opinion, this is just another reason that Summit is suspect.

Lastly, lets look at the early leaks from the Brazil film location. It confuses me that they could film on a private island, and yet, somehow, pictures were leaked. Did they not require all staff to be searched prior to the filming? If not, I hardly care that someone supposedly leaked photo's. Of course I read statements prior to the shooting that said they would take all cameras etc, so either they are really bad at taking camera's or, what is more likely, they wanted to hype the movie by putting a few random photo's online so the fans could drool. In my opinion, the latter is much more likely.

Why would they need to hype up the final installment in a blockbuster series you ask? Well I can think of several reasons. First, they are waiting for a year before the release of Breaking Dawn. The other films were released closer together, thus keeping the hype machine rolling. With this one, they were probably worried about losing steam. Second, for anyone who has read the book Breaking Dawn, it is possibly the worst and most boring book in existence. I have had the chance to meet and speak with many Twilight fans, and rarely do I hear that Breaking Dawn is a favorite in the series. It is utterly rediculous, and since essentially nothing happens except some sex scenes and a baby delivery, the producers (mostly men I am sure) were worried that people might figure this out. So release some pictures. It is harmless.

In closing, from my perspective, the Twilight films and Summit are actually capitalizing on the cast more than the stories. Of course people talk about the story to some degree, but it seems that they talk about the cast just as much if not more. I would be willing to bet that there are a lot more Robert Pattinson fansites than Edward Cullen fansites, and that is just the tip of the iceberg. So believe them if you will, but I think you are being duped if you do. It is Summit after all! They are the true turds of Hollywood!

Note: The whole thing smells of a rat akin to the inept merketing ploy used by aging rockers Buckcherry in 2008. They published an indignant press release saying that someone "leaked" their song "Too Drunk" onto a torrent sharing site. They were found out. The same will happen with Summit.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Summit Entertainment: Twihards Beware, Or Be Sued!

Fans of the Twilight series were given something to cheer about yesterday when a slew of unreleased still photo's from the latest movie in the series found their way into cyberspace. Some thought it must have been the work of rabid fan while most believed that it was a marketing ploy by the social retards at Summit Entertainment. The pictures which depicted among other things Taylor Lautner (Jacob Black, the series main fake native American) staring deeply into the eyes of Mackenzie Foy, his 11 year old love interest. A beautiful picture to be sure, but it seemed to ruffle the feathers of some of the folks at Summit. Over the course of the day they made press releases, which to their credit, showed some level of maturity by the end of the day. The first one went as follows:

From Summit Entertainment, LLC: The pictures that are being posted are LEGAL property of Summit Entertainment. They are not to be posted without prior permission, and as that permission has not been granted, we are demanding that they be removed. If the fans of The Twilight Saga want to ruin what we have worked so hard to create, we have no further choice but to sue. If our legal team finds evidence that these pictures have been posted we will take action. It seems that a lot of you bitches think we are blowing smoke up your ass, but rest assured we are not. To wit, in the past 24 hours we have sued 26 people, including 6 under the age of 18 and some old bitch who claims to "have cancer" whatever the hell that means. So if you don't want to feel the wrath, you better pull those pictures off and grovel at our feet. We are after all SUMMIT ENTERTAINMENT! WE MAKE HIT MOVIES! WE HAVE WON OSCARS! YOU ARE SWINE AND VERMIN! BOW TO ME! Sincerely, Rob Friedman, Summit Entertainment


Obviously this is sort of an "intense" way to tell the fans to back off, but like I said, Summit has never been known to have a lot of tact. In fact, coming from a company that often refers to it's Native American actors as "red injuns" in memos, I think Mr Friedman did alright. Of course, after the letter was sent to the ACLU and several other organizations, Summit started changing it's tune, not drastically, but enough. Here is the second press release:

To Whom it May Concern: Twilight fans, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? Are you just jealous? That's right jealous. Just because I eat lunch with Rob Pattinson and Taylor Lautner ON A REGULAR BASIS, does not give you the right to be such a bunch of ho's! The ACLU? Seriously? You think they are going to save you when you have STOLEN from us?! We will have to see about that! Again, if you post, email, or comment on any of the STOLEN pictures from the next BLOCKBUSTER HIT that Summit Entertainment is producing, I will find you, I will make you pay in ways you never previously imagined (even that sick bitch Stephenie Meyer could not imagine what I will do to you!)! In fact, after I sue your ass I am going to punish you in ways that make the KGB look like baby kittens! EVER HEARD OF WATER BOARDING???!!!!! Sincerely Rob Friedman, Summit Entertainment

Well despite the claims of lawsuits etc. it was only a matter of time before they were found out. An email was found that proves that Summit did in fact leak the pictures, here it is:

Hey Jim, you better get those damn stills online ASAP! I am worried that this damn movie is going top be a major bust unless you get something out there to stir up these sheep! A little sex would be nice! ;) Hey, and when you are posting them make sure you do it under a fake account this time, nobody is going to believe for a second that Jimthesportsnut is getting Breaking Dawn stills, make up some kind of chick name, like Robspetcougar or some bullshit. Then LEAK THE DAMN STILLS! This movie is totally bullshit and you know it, if they find out that NOTHING ACTUALLY HAPPENS we are going to be up shit creek with a turd for a paddle! GET YOUR ASS IN GEAR OR I WILL HAVE YOUR JOB! Thanks buddy, Rob F.

Of course after this was released (probably by one of the twiteen hackers), they had to sing a different tune, slightly. Here is the final press release:

OK Twihards, you had your little fun. I guess if you want to ruin the movie for yourselves it is fine by me. Just let it be known, we are Summit Entertainment, and we don't need you. In our opinion you are like parasites and if you won't go away, sure we will feed you some crumbs from the table of our KINGLY BANQUET! But seriously, get a life, we know Rob Patterson personally, AND YOU DON'T! Best regards Rob Friedman, Summit Entertainment

I don't know what all this means, but I am sure it will not be reflected in box office numbers when Breaking Dawn is released. As for Summit, I have built an alter and a shrine to them, the greatest film production company in the history of the world!

Thursday, March 31, 2011

These are just some of the questions I get asked!

Dear Buzzsaw, I am 15 years old and tall for my height. Do you have any plans on getting into hip hop? I really love hip hop, and I would love to see you contribute to the genre. What do you think your rap name would be if you did? Jon in Lewiston ID
Dear Jon, I appreciate your enthusiasm, I am in fact very interested in hip hop. I have experimented with it in the past, and my rap name was Lil’ Buck. In the future I can see myself releasing at least one hip hop album every 3 years. It is fun to do, but I am afraid that people don’t take me seriously as a rapper, so I stick to singing country music most of the time. Sincerely Buzzsaw
Dear hotstuff, yes, I am into you in a sexual way, and yes, I have managed to hack into your Facebook account, so I know about all your girlfriends. Well I want to be one also. If you choose me you can count on being ravished four times every day, and also you can count on me tying you up to make sure you don’t run away. Kathy Bates is a hero of mine. Love, your true sweetheart and darling girl, Jess
Dear Jess, I don’t know what I did to turn you on so much. In case you were wondering I have terrible body odor and I constantly fart. My personal hygiene is limited. Also will you send me your info so I can report it to the proper authorities? Thanks my dear, Buzzsaw
To Whom It May Concern, if you eat my pop tarts I will gouge your eyeballs out! The management
Dear management, please do so; I would love to collect disability checks. Buzzsaw PS-the pop tarts were delightful!
Hi there! Do you want any free Viagra? I have fourteen cases I inherited from my grandfather who died. Of course I do not think it was the Viagra that killed him, it was probably the exertion caused by the three strippers he brought back to the Las Vegas hotel room. Well just figured that a guy like you could find a creative use for fourteen cases of Viagra. I have tried to think of what to do but I am shooting blanks. Also wanted to say that I love your work, especially because you actually do look a lot like Robert Patterson. Have a great day and send me an email if you want the Viagra. I will sell it to you on the cheap ;) I just need to have it out of the garage so I can park my new Prius. Love always, Robert Redford, Actor/Director/Producer
Dear Robert, did you check your email? Just wanted to let you know that I will take the Viagra. I am thinking about putting it into our local drinking water source, just to see the results. Just kidding, I eat that stuff like candy! Anyway, thanks; hope to see you at Sundance. Barnes
Hey sweetie, did you get the underwear I mailed you? The lacy black ones? Those are mine. I wanted you to put them on, take a picture, then mail the underwear and the picture back to me. You will do that won’t you? I would hate to have to tell you that I have fatal kidney failure and I will die in two weeks. It’s true, but I don’t like to bring it up. Anyway, if you could take the picture like I asked, plus sign some pictures (those are for my nephews who both have cancer); as well as write a song about my family, I would be much obliged. Love, Donald in Clallam County PS-I sent nude pictures of myself, wearing nothing but a mustache. You are sexy as hell, and if I wasn’t dying I would ask you on a date.
Dear Donald, I sent the pictures etc about a week ago, you should have them by now. If not please get back to me. Though I am a bit uncomfortable about it, since you are dying I am happy to do anything for you. Love and best wishes, Buzzsaw
Dear Buzzsaw, I think you are amazing. Sincerely Robert Pattinson PS-My girlfriend thinks you are hot. Please stay away from her!
Dear Robert Pattinson, right back at you! Buzzsaw PS-About the girlfriend. Kiss my ass. All is fair in love and war!
Dear Buzzsaw, I have HUGE breasts. Delany in Nebraska
Dear Delaney, do you feed your breasts corn? Buzzsaw
Dear Buzzsaw, I know this might sound crazy, but I am a 45 year old married woman, and I would do ANYTHING to sleep with you. When I say that you can believe it is true. In the past I have done things such as rob banks in order to gain the affections of a good man. In your case I would even go farther. I hope you don’t have a girlfriend, and if you do, she ain’t half the woman I am (literally or figuratively). If you want to know, I am a big woman who still looks sexy. I have guys hitting on me all the time, but I am saving myself for you. I noticed that you gave your address out in a video the other night. I have directions to your house and should be there in three days time. I will be wearing nothing but lingerie when you open the door, so you will know it is me. I have a tattoo of a phoenix on my shoulder and my dead ex’s face and initials on the back of my neck. The rest of my tat’s are pictures of you, or quotes you have said. I can’t stand being apart, I will see you soon. Love Mindy from Tulsa OK
Dear Mindy, All I can say is that I appreciate your devotion. Sadly I recently moved (this morning) and I don’t even know when I will be back in the country. You see, I am in Antarctica, and I really love it here. Hope you can buy some pictures off of my website though, www.edwardsinforks.smugmug.com love, Buzzsaw

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Sundown On the Range

The Luck Ranch was southeast of the town of Ellensburg Washington in an area called Badger Pocket. I never saw any badgers out there, but it kind of looks like a pocket. The first time I went out was with my friends Jacob and Danny. We had been invited out by Danny's mom and step-dad (Gene Luck), to have a hearty steak and potato's dinner and play some old time music. It was a dream come true.

Danny, Jake and I had met at the local college church group and had bonded instantly. Not only did we stick out because we loved western and old time country music, but we were all blue collar workers and older than the regular college crowd. Instead of getting together to play video games and high five each other, we got together and played Tom T Hall records, or told stories about our wild days. So when Danny invited us up to the ranch, we eagerly joined him. Not that many college students will pass on a free steak dinner, but we just wanted to go to the ranch. It was classic.

When we pulled in to the driveway, it was evident that we were in cattle country. There was an old barn, a corral, and a couple horses standing around looking at us with their big horse eyes. We were greeted by a smiling woman who was hefty enough that we trusted her cooking, but obviously capable of handling horses and taking care of the rest of the livestock. A solid pioneer type. She was joined by a short sort of wiry looking man, who had a contagious grin. In fact they both did. They welcomed us into the ranch house, and we were home.

It was a beautiful place. Every decoration spoke of the west. There were old blankets, carved wooden cowpony's, and prints of Remmington paintings depicting cowboy's and Indians. If not for the smell of home cooking, the laughter we were sharing, and the fact that it was so homey, it could have been a museum. I have always admired the old ways, but it felt good that as a musician I was welcomed as an honored guest for keeping traditions alive. Both Jake and I had always felt out of place in a lot of circles, so to be treated as a part of the rich history of the west seemed unbelievable. Then we sat down to dinner.

After eating until we were full, we moved into the living room where we took turns playing songs. Jacob played from his repertoire of classic country songs, while I played my own. In particular I remember old Gene roaring with laughter during the ending of my song "Diamond in The Rough" which is sort of a theme song of mine. I wrote it while I was living in Jacob's laundry room and feeling like a vagrant. Now we sat by the fire, swapping stories, poems and songs, I felt like my life was coming in to focus. All the years I had worked on playing and writing music were being vindicated by true pioneers. True cowboys and living links to the old west. We parted ways at the end of the night, Cindy and Gene waved to us from the door, the light reflecting on the trophy case in the hall. Finally, my music had found a home. A home on the range.

Over the course of the next year, we went out to the ranch a couple more times. Gene and Cindy would tune in to my radio shows every week. They would sometimes call in to take requests. I remember having my friend Vanessa Small (now singing lead and writing the songs for The Brambles). Cindy told Danny that she sounded like a young Emmy Lou Harris. Of course they sing in a different range, but the compliment was lovely. We were young people on a mission, and we were on the right track. It was what we needed to send us off into the world of music that we cared so much about.

I graduated in March of 2005. Soon after I was on my way to Vietnam, where I worked on a safe drinking water project. After that I went to Japan where I played country music all over the island of Kyushu, with some very good Japanese musicians. It was amazing. I felt like I had the credentials to do this. I was a true musician of the wild west. Not a cowboy, but I had cowboy friends. I got back to the states and went back out to Ellensburg to visit. Danny and Jake and I of course visited Gene and Cindy and I told them about my trip. They were amazed by my stories, plus I had learned "Folsom Prison Blues" in Vietnam, so I had to play that. It was a beautiful June day when we said goodbye. Little did I know that things would be vastly different the next time we saw each other.

Sometime in August I got a call from Danny. He told me that Gene had been diagnosed with aggressive lung cancer. I was unable to come visit for awhile, and by the time I did they had sold the ranch and moved out to a small cottage where they could live out Gene's last days. When Danny took me in to the house they were at it was totally different. They had some of the old decorations up, but it was a square cinder block room, it had none of the cheer that the ranch house had. Gene sat wrapped in a blanket, his body whithered away by the rapidly advancing cancer. He was too sick for music, so I left my guitar at home. He spoke in a whisper, and even though death was at his door, old Gene still had a twinkle in his eye. I told him what I was doing and he smiled. I don't remember any "words of wisdom" it seems to me we had already shared it. But when Danny left the room, Gene perked up.

"Tell Danny. That your going to New York" he whispered. OK I thought. Waiting for the rest of the instructions. "Danny's going to New York. Tell him your going to New York." Now Danny Snider is a jolly little Irishman, and I above all love to give him a hard time. He is such a good old boy that my slick way of talking and wickedly sly humor have a way of tricking him every time. I told Gene I would do it.

Danny came back in and I winked at Gene. "Oh Danny, did I tell you I'm going to New York?" I asked innocently. "No way! I'm going to New York!" He replied like an excited leprechaun who has found an extra pot of gold under his rainbow. "Really? What are you going for?" I asked, like a fox about to steal a dozen eggs. "It's a trip for church. That is so crazy that we're both going to New York. What are you going for?" "I met a girl." At this point Gene and I exchanged a look of satisfied victory. "You met a girl in New York?" "Well actually I met her on the internet and she lives in New York!" By this point it was hard not to laugh, but somehow Danny bought it. It was amazing. I hardly even used email in 2005, and the chances of me meeting a girl online were minuscule. I was from the old school. But that gullible little Irishman believed me. Finally I had to admit that I was joking. Of course Danny was flustered, but Gene was smiling with his eyes, and that's why I did it.

That was the last time I saw old Gene Luck. He passed away a couple weeks later. Now he is riding herd on the big range in the sky. I have a few songs I tried to write for him, I think I will finish them someday soon, but for now, all I can do is try and live my life the way he would have wanted me to. He wasn't so concerned with the things most adults would be concerned with. I think he would rather have me playing my songs and telling my stories than trying to fit into a mold I wasn't cut out for. Old Gene knew what it meant to be happy and to do work you were proud of. I will never forget him.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

There are two kinds of women: Cougars vs Non-Cougars

At the suggestion of a friend I am delving into the topic of how women differ from each other. This is most certainly a stupid thing to do. First of all, besides from the fact that a lot of women are jealous of each other and mean to each other, I really don't know much. Second of all, my main experience with women besides the last year has been from having two sisters. The reality is I know almost nothing. The chances of getting crucified for what I say in this piece are extremely high, so I want to tell my family I love them, and thank you friends for your support. Here goes.

I have to start out from the time I was operating the store in Forks. It was the most interaction I had with women up to that point in my life. I was selling pictures as a genuine look-alike actual fake Twilight guy, the star of a movie whose fanbase is probably 95.9% female. So that was generally our customer base. I noticed a distinct difference right away between the older (cougars, for the general purposes of simplicity) and the younger women. That was this. The cougars, would walk right in and say what they wanted. If they wanted to talk about grabbing my ass, they would. Now they were mostly polite, but they let their feelings show. No problem, they didn't care. I came to call them "The Older and Bolder."

The younger women on the other hand were quite often very shy. Sure they have 5,000 posters of Edward in their bedroom, but they would freeze up when it came time to take pictures. Now mind you, the resemblance is apparently striking, so the shock is understandable, but with the younger women it would linger, whereas the older and bolder would be sassy as hell after a very short time. Of the women I had scream and run away from me, all of them were young. Of the ones who were so star struck they could hardly talk, 90% were young. It was cute.

As far as women go, I would say there is sort of a grey area in the late 20's that is not cougars nor so called young women. These were very interesting. Sometimes, they would be straight up, hell bent for leather to have a good twilight time. But often they would make up heinous lies about "going to the Hoh rain forest" or "camping on first beach" of course being a sort of trusting guy, I believed them. Only to find out later that they were in fact closeted Twihards. How the hell else would a woman from New York end up in Forks and Twidentify me at the Three Rivers Camp ground? Duuuuuh! Twihard!

As for the cougars there is something similar in their age group. Despite their boldness, they did have a weakness, they were damn liars! You don't know how many times I have heard the phrase "Can I get a picture with you? It's for a friend, she will really get a kick out of it!" As if I believe that bullshit! Just admit its for you! Then pay me! If you want my time pay me! And don't play me for the fool woman, because you know damn well that you are going to take it home and get all hot over it, then go ravish your husband, all the while thinking about the British guy you are obsessed with, but through the lens of the wild American writer you managed to actually meet! Just admit it. I started calling bullshit now. At some point you just get tired of the pretense.

I don't know if that makes anything clearer, it might have just muddied the waters. I will say that there is no hard and fast rule because humans are individuals, no matter how much we rely on groups to survive. There will always be a point when our true colors come out, and sometimes those colors came flying out around The World's Most Twidentified Man! To all you ladies, thank you, you are wonderful, you deserve a man to treat you right, and in all likelihood, it ain't gonna be me! But I love you anyway! Buzzsaw

Postscript: I must add that due to the totally unexpected phenomenon of fans running away from me (not because I didn't look like the actual look-alike) I was only able to survive because of the older and bolder, and the fans of Jacob Black. Also there were a surprising number of people who had never heard of Twilight, but saw pictures and thought what we were doing was ballsy and hilarious. They bought a lot of pictures.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Summit Entertainment: Are they a bunch of bastards??!!!

Why would I choose a title like this if I don't personally know Summit Entertainment? Because I liked it. Personally I have no idea whether the employees and owners of Summit Entertainment come from legitimate married parents. Hell these days when they are cloning people and all that nonsense, does it even really matter? No. And actually the popularized usage of the term bastard these days is something more like "jerkoff" or "prick." As this is the use I am aiming for, I feel comfortable saying this. Note that I said "might be" instead of the definitive, so it is a hypothesis on my part. Still I think it is worth examining.

From my perspective this is what I know about Summit. They started out as a distributor of US films to foreign markets. Apparently they found this boring and not lucrative enough, so they started moving towards production, and in the late 90's began turning out films so terrible, that I can't even remember the names of any of them with the exception of "Sex Drive" which shows a lot more about what a complete perv I am than the quality of the film. Essentially, Summit never had a hit until the movie Twilight was produced, a film so under produced that they had to hire a Tom Cruise look-alike (Peter Facinelli) not to mention rounding out the rest of the cast with random folks most people had never heard of, with the exception of Shark Boy, whose real name I can't remember. Anyway, the movie was made on the cheap, and it is fairly obvious from the production values. Not that I blame them, they probably didn't have any money. Well the film was a hit. A major hit. In all likelihood my readers have seen it. Amazingly enough I have seen it.

Well after the success of Twilight, I think it went to their heads. They started selling merchandise an licensing to random and assorted vendors with little regard as to where they were placing their lead actors faces. From what I can tell they didn't even tell the actors much, which in my opinion would be courteous. "Hey Pattinson, your mug is gonna be on a crown at Burger King!"  To me a text message would seem nice. But really I don't think this makes them bastards, it might be normal. It is something of a bastard grey area. When they really became bastards in my opinion was after they swept the Oscars with The Hurt Locker, probably the best movie they have made to date. After that, they really got an ego. Two hits (Twilight and Twilight: New Moon) and multiple Academy Awards. Big time. Still I didn't know that they were truly bastards until I saw Eclipse.

What made me hate Summit when I saw Eclipse was the treatment of Seattle. It is my hometown, so maybe that is why I am mad, but I would like to think I would want to see any city that a movie is set in treated fairly. What they did was shameful. To begin with, it would not have been difficult for them to have sent a couple of guys with cameras down so they could use parts of Vancouver (they filmed there because Washington state is run stupid and taxes films so much that nobody shoots here, which is nice) which look like Seattle. Instead, they just used a bunch of random shit. They should have at least filmed on a hill to make it look real. But that is not the worst. There were a couple of sweeping city shots, used to give the scenes a "sense of place" and they were a complete failure. Instead of using real film footage, which they could have bought from Frazier or Sleepless in Seattle, they went CGI. It was not good. It looked like a piece of crap, made by the hands of a bastard. A steamy little basturd cake. NOT Good. Seattle is a very recognizable city, with its unique skyline and the mountains across the Puget Sound, instead we get something only a true bastard would love. Aahhh, it feels good to say it.

Now I have heard tell of some of the Summit employees being nice and some being total bastards, but really, who can you trust? I would like to say it is better to trust your own personal experience. So I went out of my way to determine if they really were bastards. First I went to the Eclipse premiere. I was summarily attacked by twihards who thought I was either Rob Pattinson's long lost brother, or the best damn look-alike they had ever seen. Turns out it was him that was the look alike since he is so much younger, anyway, I saw some bastardly stuff, and some not. I was lucky enough to find some sweet girls who were willing to give me a wristband into the bleachers to watch the red carpet arrivals, the people letting us in were bastards. They yelled at everyone, acting as if they were working as prison guards instead of letting well behaved women and girls (and a few guylighters) into the audience. I was not impressed. I would have like to rough some of the bastards up, but I was afraid of getting over powered and barred from the event. Once inside however I found the staff to be mostly nice, they even had promotional drinks, because the stands were hotter than a bastard. Anyway, I came away thinking it was a draw. The actors and actresses had been cool, but the others were kind of bastards. I still had more research to do.

My next jaunt was to Baton Rouge to see what I could see as they started filming Breaking Dawn the final two part movie in the Twilight Saga. What pissed me off was that the bastards said they were going to be filming but they weren't, which made me think they were bastards. On the other hand, they didn't owe me anything, and maybe I was pissed because they didn't hire me to be Rob's double, the bastards. Anyway, I gave them the benefit of the doubt, and called it null, since they weren't filming. But still I wasn't satisfied, by now I was convinced that they MUST be bastards, but there was a lingering doubt. Next stop Vancouver.

Being in Seattle, I saw that they were filming in Vancouver, so I made the trek. I almost missed any action because they canceled a shoot due to a tsunami warning, and I think it was wise, though nothing happened. But on March 14, I located a film shoot and went to check it out. I was standing on the sidewalk of the building adjacent to the Orpheum Theater, when I finally confirmed the worst, they are probably bastards. There were probably 20 people max standing talking amongst ourselves on the sidewalk, trying to see if anyone would come in or go out of the building, when a lanky looking nerd of some sort of black curly haired, olive skinned origin came over. Like a slimy little bastard he addressed the group, as he was obviously not man enough to speak to anyone individually. "Your not going to see anything. You can wait all day, but your not going to see anything" It was something the annoying bully at school would tell the nice kid waiting in line at the zoo to see the baby panda. He was acting as if this group of women and girls was going to attack, or worse yet, take a picture and sell it to a magazine, which would actually promote the movie!

Anyway, he was and is a bastard, I got some good video footage of him, and even some up the nose shots. With my HD camera I caught every pore on his bastardly face. What's more, he had a Louisiana State University beanie on, so I assumed he was with the crew down in Baton Rouge, so it goes to show that they were probably bastards there too. Along with the lame and lanky beanie man, was a beard and someone so forgettable I forgot them. They too were bastards. It seems to me, that the least they could do would be to engage these loyal fans in some friendly banter, saying things like "Yeah the movie is going to be awesome, are you going to the premiere?" which anyone who is not a true bastard would realize would make them all the more eager to watch the movie. The fans might have even told there friends how cool the people at Summit were. They were out there acting like bastards to the point that I was beginning to wonder if they were not getting paid. Hah! Bastards.

In conclusion, I would like to say this, it seems to some degree that Summit is in fact a bunch of typical bastards. On the other hand I am drawing from a few isolated incidents. I would be remiss to label the entire entity bastards without further evidence. That is where my readers come in. I am sure that between the three of you there might be some sort of notion as to the bastardization of Summit Entertainment. So please use the comment thread to share your stories, so we can really get to the bottom of this irksome question. Thank you kindly for your support, Buzzsaw, who is in fact a definite bastard.

Note: In the summer of 2010 I lived in Forks Washington and had the good fortune to fall in with the local Harley guys. Through that association I met some riders from eastern Washington, one of whom was a military explosives detonation expert, who had served at least two tours in Iraq and was headed back again, a real cowboy. Since I had enjoyed The Hurt Locker, I asked him (being an expert) if it was realistic. He laughed whole heartedly and said it was awful. So, on account of this expert witness I would have to conclude that it is more evidence that Summit Entertainment are at least bastards, and possibly rat bastards. Who would make a movie that mocks our soldiers who are risking their lives to serve their country? Only a mother bitch bastard. Yep, I think those bastards are bastards!