Today, Robert Pattinson runs to Dover cliffs, the wind whipping his unruly mane. He looks out across the Strait of Dover, unwraps a tasty chocolate New Moon bar. In between delicate nibbles of this candy morsel, he asks the world, “Why!” As in “Why does New Moon have to suck so much!?” Because despite record projections, the actor is still itching for “serious roles” that “showcase” his “talents” as an “actor.” To which end, his native Britain is barren. Even for such an accomplished player like him.Strolling along the cliffs, Pattinson tells Contactmusic that there simply aren’t jobs in the UK for actors. He plucks a dandelion thoughtfully. The yellow flower’s turned into a puff-ball. He pauses to take in the view, adding, “It’s so funny there are so many more English people in L.A. than the last time I [had] been there.” His brooding eyes survey the water and he creeps towards the edge. “It’s unbelievable,” he says “I can understand why they come from England, because there are no jobs in England.” He brings the fluffy dead dandelion close to his lips tentatively. “There’s no film industry, so that’s why they go.” With a single breath, he blows the seeds of the dandelion away, watching the fuzz scatter over the cliffs.

Then from somewhere, a voice. It’s Eclipse director David Slade. He says gingerly, “Robbie? Shouldn’t you be sleeping? It’s still daytime.”

Source: Blackbook Mag

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