Finally got around to watching The Room, widely considered one of the very worst movies ever made. And it certainly is, in the best way. It isn’t quite as consistently, brilliantly entertaining as Birdemic or Plan 9, but it’s a laugh riot for sure. It’s certainly one of the weirdest movies I’ve ever seen (and . . . um . . . I’ve seen some pretty weird ones). It really is just bizarre and surprising at every turn. Wiseau is a constantly strange presence in the film, staggering around with his half-lidded eyes, slurred mostly incomprehensible accent and wildly unkempt appearance; the impression is frankly rather like a homeless drunk wandered into the movie and everyone decided to keep him in the film. The rest of actors are also really awful, but next to Wiseau, they almost appear decent. But the blank awkwardness of Greg Sestero or the creepy, stilted performance by the doll-like Philip Haldiman . . . well, they provide their own kind of trainwrecky, hilarious art. The film runs too long which is one of my only real criticisms in terms of the films watchability. The film is deliriously entertaining for most of its run, but it does finally get tiresome, which is what ultimately kept it from getting a perfect score from me. But really, it is a brilliant film in its own, twisted way, a self-serious artsy drama that plays as one of the most perfect demented comedies of all time. And, while I’m thinking about it, how’s your sex life? 3 ½ stars.
tl;dr – infamous film lives up to its reputation as a brutally bad film, but it’s bad in such an entertaining and genuinely hilarious way that it’s kind of a must-see. 3 ½ stars.