Last week people went all nuts on the interwebs because the extended trailer for Twilight: Breaking Dawn Part I or The One Where Edward and Bella Finally Do the Nasty was released.

I’m a staunch critic of Twilight as both 1) an offense to good writing everywhere and 2) as a relationship violence glorifier. But, I’ve read all of the books and seen all of the movies and will probably go see Breaking Dawn too. Even though I have strong criticisms of Twilight, I consume it because it’s part of the cultural zeitgeist and that’s kinda what I spend my time thinking about and… And, I’ll admit it, I also read/watch because my socially programmed brain is like: LOVE! ANGSTY LOVE! WITH FLOPPY HAIRED VAMPIRES!!! SQUEEEE!!!! There’s also a dash of morbid curiosity thrown in there, especially with the movies. Every time I go, I laugh at things that aren’t supposed to be funny and make the Twihards around me mad. Seriously, stop being such a mouth breather Kristin Stewart! USE YOUR NOSE, SPIDER MONKEY!

Anyhow, I’ll write more about this when I review the last two movies… Or we’ll just pretend I never admitted it. But for now, click this link* to feast your eyes and ears upon Michael Sheen reading sexy Twilight fanfiction for VH1′s Best Week Ever. Swoon.

If you aren’t familiar with Michael Sheen’s non-fantasy/not-Tony Blair work, Dirty Filthy Love is currently streaming on Netflix. It’s one of the few portrayals of OCD that is quite truthful and accurate. Unlike Monk, there’s no smiling when completing obsessive rituals. You know, cause it’s not FUN for us. We do it to stop the never-ending crushing anxiety. But the movie isn’t really a downer. It’s actually very sweet and romantic and funny and made me put Michael Sheen firmly in my fave pile.

*I’m sorry for the linkage instead of having it posted here, but the embed codes from VH1 just creates a gross box and a weird hyperlink. All the youtube videos of it are people recording their tv, so there ya go…