Oh, dear. I've actually gotten around to reading the books (and will be seeing the movie shortly, lord help me), and it's true: they're like cake. No, no. It's worse than that. You get sick of cake over time. They're like... like heroin. You know it's bad, you know there's nothing good in it, but you can't stop.
I'm generally terrified of dolls. Combination of too much Twilight Zone, Child's Play, and a 5 minute dose of Poltergeist.
But oh... I may have to bend the rules for this one. He'll have to live in the library, with the other "dolls" (stuffed animals, mostly, but they STILL HAVE EYES). I think... I think I must have him.
I don't think I'd be able to afford my own - UH, NOT THAT I'D WANT ONE *SHIFTY EYES* - but if you do than I can live vicariously through you and the other Dolls of The Shelf. :)
I am sad to admit that I already have Tyler Wentworth and red-haired Matt O'Neill masquerading as my Edward and Bella. Now I just can't decide whether or not I will part with them if I buy the real deal.
This is why I keep my 'action figures' in boxes. Because I'm pretty sure Spike would want me to get him a Buffy or a sword or something, and the Doctor needs a companion...This sounds like a bad crossover in the making...
Also, this duo of Paul and Storm have the 25 days of Newman going on on their site, where they have parodies of Randy Newman doig movie themes for each day. It's pretty repetitive, but occasionally funny, and they just put up Cloverfield.
I just have visions of you waking up with Edward Dollen sat on your pillow, staring at you while you sleep. And then I get "Creepy Doll" stuck in my head.
I think I know the one you're talking about! They also have a Poe and an Oscar Wilde? (And a Deluxe Jesus, because I brought that to a Dirty Santa party one year...)