Recently, I've become aware that certain films are able to transcend the medium by being completely self-assured in their atmospheres…
Can you ever really trust anyone?
Johnny is a successful banker with great respect for and dedication to the people in his life, especially his future wife Lisa. The happy-go-lucky guy sees his world fall apart when his friends begin to betray him one-by-one.
I finally watched this and I now think that no words of mine can do it justice and only the words from the film itself can do that. For those who have watched the film it would be a trip down your cherished memory lane and for those who haven't the following would be reasons why it is criminal not to see this at least once in your lifetime. So here it goes.
Mark: How was work today?
Johnny: Oh, pretty good. We got a new client and the bank will make a lot of money.
Mark: What client?
Johnny: I cannot tell you; it's confidential.
Mark: Aw, come on. Why not?
Johnny: No, I can't. Anyway, how is…
"The Room" masterfully written, directed, produced, and starring Tommy Wiseau tells the Shakespearean tragedy of Johnny, a banker who is betrayed by the "love of his life", Lisa. Fueled by powerful performances and flawless directing, "The Room" is a masterpiece in filmmaking that will definetely leave it's audience speechless.
"Limits are only limits when they limit what you can do for you self...Try and reach beyond your limits and everything becomes without limits."
So says Tommy Wiseau, the director/writer/actor/philosopher extraordinaire; a man so limitless with talent, so ferocious with ambition and so mesmerizing both behind and in front of the camera that you almost dare to wonder if he is even a human. A God maybe, incarnate on earth to show us the true capacities for filmmaking genus. An angel maybe, sent down from the filmmaking gods to show us just how beautiful, captivating and powerful cinema can truly be. Regardless, man or astroman, god or angel, Tommy Wiseau is a genus and his crowing achievement The Room is…
Wiseau's face is a Picasso.
The Room is outdated and ahead of its time.
It goes from appallingly bad to hilariously bad to post modernist Nirvana.
I have to rate it five stars for even that cannot make sense.
This review reportedly contains lubricant.
Many auteurs have existed during the evolution of cinema, dealing with transcendent themes that ultimately characterize the human condition. This representation of humanity through an audiovisual artform causes an epiphanic reaction in the captive spectator, as his/her human traits are either mirrored, exaggerated or dramatized, and in combination with the viewer's unique personality, way of thinking and way of feeling, cinema finally reaches a potential state of the aforementioned transcendence, an ethereal state in the viewer of personal identification that can only be consummated in perpetuity.
Tommy Wiseau, an immaculate director, screenwriter, actor and producer, conceives what seemingly is a simple melodramatic…
There was a documentary aired on British TV a couple of years ago about the late great comedian Les Dawson that I was reminded of by The Room.
One of the key features of Dawson's act was that, for comedy effect, he would play the piano deliberately badly. Not just by hitting keys randomly - the tune was correct, but the tone was all wrong. Here's a sample.
In that documentary, it was claimed by one of the talking heads that playing the piano deliberately badly that adeptly was far more difficult to do than to actually play the tunes properly, and they then went on to claim that Dawson was a genius for being able to master it. It's…
In a thousand years, when aliens visit our empty planet, they'll search through the rubble for the downfall of civilization. And they'll find this. And it'll explain everything.
Rating this film is completely impossible. I had fun watching it though.
A truly inspiring black comedy from everybody's favorite extraterrestrial!
There is really no score I can give this.
I can't decide if it's the worst movie I've ever seen or a masterpiece.
Holy fuck, I need a drink.
It doesn't feel right to give this a star rating, but I think this movie probably changed my life.
A commendable showcase of filmmaking ineptitude. Chugs along with no plot, no purpose, and some of the worst acting this side of the porn industry, but manages to be both hypnotic and stupidly compelling. Looking forward to integrating "Oh, hi Denny" into as many conversations as possible...
Monthly viewing is a must. This is an experience, not a movie.
I'm not even sure I can give this film a rating. I don't think 5 stars would be enough, but at the same time 1 star would be too much.
My new favourite bad film. Most definitely rewatchable too.
- Only God Forgives
- Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
- Spring Breakers
- A Field in England
- Donnie Darko
- Morvern Callar
- Irma Vep
- Miami Blues
- Babe: Pig in the City
For five years, film critic Scott Tobias compiled "The New Cult Canon" in a regular column for The A.V. Club…
- Under the Skin
- Tropical Malady
- Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives
- Inland Empire
Many favorites, as well as a small handful of films that I don't care for... in no particular order (1960-2014).