And so we reach the end of an era. Robert Pattinson’s hair was a marvel: tousled, unkempt, vaguely poetical looking, and utterly filthy. Sort of like something you’d find clogging the drain of a not very clean shower, although that stuff gets washed more often. But now Robert Pattinson has cut his hair, darkening Christmas for millions of sorta-goth-wannabe 14-year-old girls. Worse yet, the next movie in the Twilight franchise starts shooting in less than three months, not nearly enough time to regrow the old mane. I’m not sure if there’s a precedent for dishonorable discharge from the Bedhead Hall of Shame, but this character seems to be begging for it.