The more we read about him, the more we’re thinking Robert Pattinson isn’t cut out for this international man-hunk movie fame thing. (Or whatever you would call it.) He’s revealed he likes nutty women, once dated his stalker and bored her into submission and now that he walked out of the L.A. premiere of Twilight after freaking out. “I went out and sat in the car, having a full-blown panic attack,” he told GQ magazine.
Maybe he’s thinking too much. Surely the trick to dealing with insane worldwide superstardom is either to develop an enormous ego and believe that you are totally shit-hot, or develop an enormous drug/booze habit to believe the same. Or if you can’t cope with it make lots and lots of weird leftfield art movies to put off the screamy girls. Oh, you are already, with a gay love scene in Little Ashes. That’ll do it. [Photo: FilmMagic]