Cult films aren’t made, they’re born.
The Disaster Artist (2017), Opens December 22nd
They’re born, often from the strangest of people, with the best worst movies never made cynically or intentionally, finding oddity just pouring out of the creation naturally. The journey for The Room began in 2003, where writer/director/producer/star Tommy Wiseau elected to take his thespian dreams into his own hands, creating an awkward psychodrama to best display his acting gifts to the world.
The end result was inept from top to bottom, but its passion for tuneless filmmaking launched the picture as a midnight movie oddity, snowballing in popularity as hip audiences latched on to Tommy’s wacky vision. The Disaster Artist tracks the construction of The Room from the perspective of its co-star, Greg Sestero, who also wanted to acquire Hollywood glory, only to be mortified by Tommy’s creation. For director/star James Franco, the opportunity to dramatize this prolonged agony of production is irresistible, and his wildly entertaining The Disaster Artist is a loving ode to the power of delusion.
The Disaster Artist is a terrific picture, brightly made and exceptionally performed, with James Franco completely inhabiting Tommy Wiseau, becoming the man instead of creating a cartoon (the physical and vocal transformation is outstanding). Perhaps fans of The Room will get the most out of the feature, but Franco generates a welcome atmosphere of strangeness to survey, finding the heart of a truly bad movie, sharing the lunacy with everyone, even triggering a newfound appreciation for Tommy’s singular obsession: the creation of his own world.
~~ Brian Orndorf, blu-ray.com