My Own Personal Edward Anthem

Hi All! Happy Saturday! One day closer to the New Moon premiere!

The images of Edward I added yesterday from the Italy New Moon set has inspired me to attach a personal anthem to the mystique and rampant sexiness that is (Rob's) Edward. The new photos have immortalized Rob as Edward. There can be no doubt in any one's mind, including the most stoic of non conformers, that Rob is the personification of Edward Cullen.

Thank you, Chris Weitz for taking the inspired, unpolished vision of Catherine Hardwicke and shaping it into perfect truth.

The boyish image of Edward that was so appropriate in Twilight has been hard edged into the dangerously angelic visage of New Moon. The changes are minuscule but unmistakable. I can see this man in the set photos as becomingly lethal. The draw of his beauty is palpable, even if in your mind you know it may be deadly. I can see this Edward as the angel and the devil. I could imagine relishing the coming of death just to experience the thrill of his touch. Now, that's power.

When I saw the picture above, one song came to mind and I attach it as my own personal Edward anthem. Below please find the video footage and lyrics for The Cure's Pornography, my Edward Cullen Anthem!



"Pornography"
THE CURE

A hand in my mouth
A life spills into the flowers
We all look so perfect
As we all fall down
In an electric glare
The old man cracks with age
She found his last picture
In the ashes of the fire
An image of the queen
Echoes round the sweating bed
Sour yellow sounds inside my head
In books
And films
And in life
And in heaven
The sound of slaughter
As your body turns

But it's too late
But it's too late

One more day like today and I'll kill you
A desire for flesh
And real blood
I'll watch you drown in the shower
Pushing my life through your open eyes

I must fight this sickness
Find a cure
I must fight this sickness