Director: Tommy Wiseau
Stars: Tommy Wiseau, Juliette Danielle, Greg Sostero, Philip Haldiman, Kyle Vogt, Carolyn Minnott, Robyn Paris
A critic's take: “Given audience reaction at screening attended, pic may be something of a first: A movie that prompts most of its viewers to ask for their money back—before even 30 minutes have passed.” - Scott Foundas (Variety)
Why it's bad (meaning good): In interviews, amateurish filmmaker Tommy Wiseau defends The Room, a monumentally bad movie with legions of passionate followers, by describing it as a black comedy that’s smarter than its audience expects; in reality, of course, he’s either delusional or high, because it’s as clear as day that Wiseau’s incomprehensible mess is played totally straight as a romantic drama. Albeit, one that’ll make you soil your armor from laughter.
Plot wise, The Room has something to do with Wiseau’s character, his wife (Juliette Danielle), and their friend (Greg Sestero) dealing with personal conflicts and emotional stress. None of the impact one would expect from such a premise registers, though; apparently edited by a dyslexic Helen Keller type, The Room introduces several plot-points that inexplicably disappear, for good. For example, at one point, one female character reveals that she’s been diagnosed with breast cancer, a piece of breaking news that’s never mentioned again. And in another moment, all of the film’s male leads engage in a bit of pigskin-tossing while wearing tuxedos, though it’s never explained why they’re all so dressed up.
Perhaps the funniest thing about The Room is how serious Wiseau remains about it; whenever he makes personal appearances at The Room nationwide midnight screenings, he continues to stand up for his work. The irony, of course, is that fans don’t want him to defend anything—they, like us, love The Room just the way it is.