
This might be my favorite thing that happened. WHAT. IS. THAT. HAIR. Zac Efron is many things, but "controlled of head-suit" is usually always one of them. This looks like he recently made love to a leaf-blower.

This is...unnaturally shiny. And overall, rather oily. Like he's a waterproof Pete Campbell. I feel like he's about to cock a finger gun at me, shoot it, and then start scatting.

This is ALSO unnaturally shiny -- not ugly, really, but distracting. His wistful expression cracks me up, too. As if he's showing how he trained to take on this role of Dude Who Longs for Things.

... Better?

"Oh, hey, ladies. I just took my motorcycle here from the airstrip, where I parked my jet. If I have an airline someday it will be called Debonair. No, don't cry. You can all buy tickets."

I cherish that BOTH men are wearing Lorax 'staches, and yet Efron is pointing to Danny DeVito, all, "Get a load of THIS guy!" Maybe they should do a Twins sequel. I'm embarrassingly in for that.
