Your Summer Forecast: HAWT!

By Virginia Montanez

I think it was about two years ago, maybe more, that I declared Pittsburgh the new Hollywood. I was psychic, it would seem, as last year alone a dozen major movies were filmed in Pittsburgh, bringing A-list actors and actresses to our fine city – people like Anne Hathaway, Jake Gyllenhaal, Nick Nolte, Russell Crowe, and on and on.

Now, if you read my blog over at That’s Church, you know that I am not a fan of the Twilight books or movies. It’s not so much that vampire Edward is a depressing old man in a young body who stalks a teenager and watches her while she sleeps … well, maybe it is that.

However, having said that, I am completely and keenly aware that there are legions of women in Pittsburgh who worship the words of Stephanie Meyer. I realize that there are women and girls who dream of sparkly vampires and teenage angst and a werewolf that somehow manages to make girls forget that they are basically in love with, well, a glorified dog. Hawt.

Don’t write me hate mail. I can’t help it.

And besides, females of Pittsburgh, I’m here to give you some pretty awesome news, if you consider yourself a member of I guess Team Jacob it’s called, as opposed to Team Edward:

"Lionsgate has firmed John Singleton to direct Taylor Lautner in Abduction, the Shawn Christensen-scripted thriller that was bought at auction in January. Production will begin July in Pittsburgh. This firms Lautner's next film, which he'll shoot before returning for the final two Twilight installments. He plays a youth who discovers the parents who raised him aren't his real folks, a revelation that triggers events and leaves him running for his life."

Jacob the werewolf is coming to town, girls. In July. I just checked my crystal ball and the summer forecast calls for mostly sunny with a chance of scattered six-pack sightings and impending storm systems of screaming tweens and isolated shrieking moms.

But more importantly than that is this: Go Pittsburgh!

And just for fun, GO TEAM EDWARD!

Oh, who am I kidding? How can one choose between a creepy obsessive sparkly oldster who drinks blood, and a howling dog?

I choose David Conrad.