Details magazine “scored” an interview with Shia LaBeouf just in time to pimp the Transformers: Dark of the Moon. (And by scored I mean “drew the short straw.”)
The mag dubs him “Hollywood’s Last Bad Boy” and I think it’s a typo, but the thought of some drunken punk harassing Walgreens security or beating on a Taco Bell employee who was rude and being labeled as “bad boy” sends my eyes rolling like a zig zag at Willie Nelson dinner party.
Aside from the cover, LaBeouf talked about his innermost tender feelings and Megan Fox.
Shia on whether or not he tapped Fox: LaBeouf nods affirmatively. “Look, you’re on the set for six months, with someone who’s rooting to be attracted to you, and you’re rooting to be attracted to them. I never understood the separation of work and life in that situation. But the time I spent with Megan was our own thing, and I think you can see the chemistry onscreen.”
(Editor’s note: Megan has claimed to have only had sex with 3 people. So unless she is one of those people who don’t count the times she had to think of Christian Louboutin’s new summer line to get through it..I have a really hard time believing them both.)
Shia on his sensitive feelings on taking pictures with fans (he should really oblige because he will discover that his fans will soon become more rarely photographed than Bigfoot.) : “I would like to be George Clooney– diplomatic. I just don’t have the wherewithal yet or the inner serenity. My bullshit meter is tuned very sensitive. The minute it starts kicking up, I get back to truth, and sometimes that involves, you know, ‘I don’t want to take a picture.’ And if that’s the case, am I an asshole for being honest? Or am I an asshole for being dishonest, smiling in your picture and I fucking hate being there? Which one is worse? These are the questions I ask myself that George Clooney doesn’t ask.”
On the mess of ‘Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps’: “He’s trying to play nice. But for a movie like Wall Street that had so much bite the first time around to come out without fangs and preach a message of hope wasn’t what people were looking for.”
To summarize- Shia wants you to think he has nailed David Silver’s property and survived, doesn’t want to take a picture with you because it is painfully obvious he is not George Clooney and if you have a choice between watching ‘Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps” and making shadow puppets you should stick with making duck noises and playing with a lamp in a dark room because it will be far more satisfying.
Some other gems from his interview include:
“I do feel animosity from men. They feel like they want to challenge me. ‘I just fucked up Shia LaBeouf!’ It’s a story you can tell, and I guess you’re cool for it.”
“I’ve noticed that since this ‘wild child’ shit has been posted on my head,” he says, “people seem a little more respectful.”
“[Disney] didn’t hire me because I was a good-looking dude,” he says. “They hired me because I had no fear, no respect for authority, and no respect for boundaries.”
“LaBeouf proceeds to offer up so many noteworthy yarns—his near blinding when a spike punctured his eye socket while he was filming Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen (after 20 stitches, he returned to the set and “they shot from the other side,” he says); his ill-fated sushi dinner with Hilary Duff (“probably the worst date either of us has ever had”); his backstage throwdown with Tom Hardy after a joke gone awry (“He never did that roughhouse stuff with me again”)—that I suggest he write a book.”
Suddenly I feel like I am in the feminine hygiene department at Walgreens.
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