According to Page Six, Andrew Garfield broke the heart of a little kid with cancer. Garfield was set to present at the Oscars with 5 year old Miles Teller, a little boy battling cancer who loves superheroes, when he pitched a fit. It all began when San Francisco rallied around sick Miles, dressed him up as Batkid, and he got to meet a costumed Batman. Pretty fucking sweet. So, Garfield agreed to go on the Oscars and dub the kid an official superhero. Miles and his family came down to LA  and then everything went to shit. According to the report, Garfield refused to learn his lines and was apparently going off the cuff with inappropriate dialogue. There’s nothing worse than an actor off the hook. When the producers asked him to stop, he stormed away like he was pretending to be an angry man in an acting class scene and left little cancer Miles in tears. How the fuck could Spiderman do such a thing? I do not know. I’m sure he has some defense to his actions, none of which will stand up in the media to a five year old kid with cancer being disappointed.

Update: According to a million and one reports out there now, curiously, the fault lies with Oscar producers and Andrew in fact is a saintly saint who hung out with Miles at his hotel and then took him to Disneyland and then maybe to the Anaheim Cheetah’s champagne room for some VIP lap dances. Damn, that is nice.