
Well, this is absurd. He looks like a kid whose parents spent an absurd amount on what we call private school but the Brits call public school, but he doesn't really CARE and he wants you to KNOW he doesn't care, so he walks around in a fug of cigarette smoke and sweat and three-day old hair gel. Somehow people still want to sleep with him, because he has rebel cachet, but they always burn their sheets afterward.

His outfit is fine but he now has the mien of a man who hasn't seen daylight for a week.

That is some complicated non-grooming. I get it. The beans have Picture Day tomorrow and I forgot to get them haircuts, so there are going to be some SERIOUS bedhead cowlicks in play. Maybe R.Pattz just forgot about Picture Day.

This is from that same event, and I guess SOMEONE got hold of him -- I like to assume it was Juliette Binoche -- and was like, "LET'S GET THIS UNDER CONTROL," but it didn't end up helping.

Oh, Robert. Your beard has complicated feelings about itself.

Reader, I laughed.
