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.
Tommy Wiseau as Johnny a romantic at heart with a heartless fiancé who's shagging his best friend in the quintessential so bad it's bad film. Golden Gate Bridge. Swashbuckling music. The way Tommy says "Hi babe." Curious Denny. Pillow fight. Slow dancing. Rose petals and boobs. The way Tommy wiggles his ass while he is having simulated sex. Mommy dearest. Lisa's pouty face. Of course the "other man" has a badass beard. Mark's teeth. Is it hot in here? More ladies need to use that line. Trust me it will work. Oh hell yes! This seduction scene music sounds like a cross between Sade and TLC. Sexy florist. How long is free months? Lisa kinda looks like a Ninja Turtle…
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.
Tonight I discovered the best way to watch THE ROOM: With someone who has not only never seen it before, but has no idea what it is. Their reactions to the madness, particularly in the early scenes, were absolutely priceless.
Oh hai Letterboxd.
Years ago, when I was watching Pink Flamingos, a friend asked why I would put myself through such a thing. I responded along the lines of, "Because you can't appreciate great movies if you don't know what bad ones look like." The Room is a bad movie, but, like Pink Flamingos, I'll be damned if it isn't memorable. Horrible editing, awkward dubs, bizarre dialogue, and a multitude of cliches are just the tip of the iceberg.
Yet, there is something about the movie that kills me; I feel a deep sadness when thinking about it. You never see anything so unabashedly earnest. Ever. Wiseau lays his insecurities, his bizarre interpretation of American society, and his confused feelings about other humans, bare for all of us to see and (inevitably) laugh at. It's all so very strange and beautiful...
"Oh, Mark, you know my clients are confidential. Anyway, how's your sex life?"
Watched a screening of this along with The Neighbors on Friday. They played Turkish Star Wars as people were filing in. That was awesome. The Neighbors is the weirdest sitcom I've ever seen, as expected from Wiseau. It has to be seen to be believed. It has an old woman screaming cuz she lost her pet chicken, a woman who only wears a bikini, a pizza delivery boy who randomly takes off his shirt then puts it back on and it reuses the same fucking establishing shot for each scene change even though the location never changes.
As for The Room itself, you're really missing out if you don't see it in the theater. It's so much fun heckling the…
YOOOOOOOU'RE TEARING ME APART LISA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ok so i finaly watched this and euuhmm... review....hmm...
this sums it up pretty good:
Tommy Wiseau is an interesting fellow to watch!
hi people reading this! how's your sexlife? :)
"Do you understand life?"
"Oh, hi, Mark."
"You're tearing me apart, Lisa!"
So I finally saw the utter piece of crap that is Tommy Wiseau's "The Room." For all of its absolute terribleness — the hilariously dumb screenplay, the wooden, pathetic acting, the gratuitous sex scenes, the corny music, the sloppy cinematography and awful direction — I can't remember a time when I had such a good time watching such a bad film.
That's because I saw this at a midnight showing at the amazing Coolidge Corner Theater in Brookline, MA and we were all graced by Wiseau's presence. Yes, the man himself was there in the flesh to sign autographs and even gave a hilarious Q&A before the show to a captive audience. I even gave…
Oh how we laughed...
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