Oh there's no place like home for the holidays...
Say what you will about The Room (I'm on record as a huge fan who's seen it several times) – it’s genuinely weird and trying to process real pain, however ineptly and uncomfortably.
This, on the other hand, is ordinary, phony, and basically chickenshit. Franco's either not comfortable diving into the thornier, darker aspects of Wiseau and Sestero's relationship (though he leaves in a Talented Mr. Ripley reference from the much better book this is based on that makes little…
How to make a non-ossified biopic about an inherently noble cause/person:
1. Focus on one small part of the character's life.
2. Focus on the backroom deals, the horse-trading, the deal-making and the compromises needed to make progress.
3. Cast an actor who's as good a listener as David Oyelowo, who's commanding without ever feeling pre-bronzed because he's constantly leaning in to what everyone's saying and weighing information.
4. On top of that, get someone like Ava DuVernay to direct,…
I genuinely cannot remember the last time I was this bored in a theater or this dispirited walking out.
I'm not going to pretend that the other Jurassic Park films feature the the most dynamic characters around, but even the two lesser sequels give them moments. Here, everything is mercenary, with people introduced only to be dropped or killed and forgotten in their next scene. It can't decide whether it wants Irrfan Khan's billionaire to be the next John Hammond,…