Wiseau-Films, Chloe Productions, and TPW Films have brought us a film that’s likely among the worst I've encountered recently. I've discussed it on my podcast, Inside Movies Galore, and I still can’t decide if I even like it. I watched this movie twice—once for the podcast and once independently—and that’s more than enough; I doubt I’ll ever sit through it again unless absolutely necessary. This is Tommy Wiseau's 2003 debut, in which he portrays Johnny, a banker with a blonde girlfriend named Lisa, played by Juliette Danielle, who proves to be quite unpleasant. Johnny also cares for a teenage boy, Denny, who seems intent on observing their intimate moments. Over time, Johnny discovers that Lisa is having an affair with his best friend Mark, portrayed by Greg Sestero, and then takes his own life—all on a budget of six million dollars; how can something like that even be filmed? Denny, essentially Johnny’s son, gets mixed up in trouble with a drug dealer. You also witness some turmoil as Mark grapples with guilt over sleeping with Lisa, though he seems to enjoy it, and he's probably the most irritating actor on screen with his high-pitched voice. Furthermore, storylines involving Lisa’s friends, who seem compelled to have affairs, felt unnecessary and like an afterthought. The music feels out of place—like it belongs in a classic 80s fairy tale or Masterpiece Theater—but also evokes the atmosphere of softcore romantic scenes you might see on HBO after dark during passionate moments between Mark and Johnny. The film’s dated feel is further emphasized by Johnny recording Lisa's phone calls on an old tape machine, as this was made in 2003. I found the balcony scene particularly bad; it was obvious there was a stage wall behind them, which I understand is referred to as a green room. While I appreciate dubbed films, especially in martial arts and Toho productions, having Tommy Wiseau and the other actors dub their voices was truly awful. Combined with his angry outbursts at Lisa, Tommy’s eccentric behavior was grating, and not a single line felt original—though they are undeniably quotable. I should like this film, but I don't; it's just that bad, even if I can't quite describe how I feel about it. It’s hard to understand why some people enjoy the movie; frankly, it’s terrible – terribly edited, and a perfect example of what not to do in film school. I didn’t enjoy watching this film, and only did so for discussion on podcasts. I won't recommend it either, but I will say that it paved the way for "The Disaster Artist," which seems like it could be better than this piece of trash. I apologize for criticizing a film with a cult following, but it simply wasn’t good. Sorry, everyone. Even though I own it, feel free to enjoy it—I won't. Apparently, Tommy Wiseau was not kind to his cast, according to Greg Sestero’s book; he was reportedly abusive. Those who defend this film should question their moral compass. It seems like a case of someone with money buying off critics who find enjoyment in hating movies. I suspect that Tommy Wiseau drew inspiration from the softcore films shown at peep shows after midnight, but I'm not interested in "belly porn." Enjoy the film if you must, just don’t pretend it was great. There are three things I can say I liked about the film: the opening shot of the architecture, the scene where friends have been intimate and a guy returns for his underwear, and the fact that all the lines are delivered in Tommy's distinctive accent. The cast includes Tommy Wiseau as Johnny, Greg Sestero as Mark, Juliette Danielle as Lisa, Philip Haldiman as Denny (as Phillip Haldiman), Carilyn Minnott as Claudette (as Carolyn Minnot), Robyn Paris as Michelle, Mike Holmes as Mike (as Mike Scott), Dan Janjigian as Chris-R, Kyle Vogt as Peter, Greg Ellery as Steven, Kari McDermott as Party Member #2 (as Kari Mcdermont), Jennifer Vanderbliek as Party member #3 (as Jen Vanderbliek), Daron Jennings as Barista #2, Frank Willey as Coffeshop #4, and Bennett Dunn as Partygoer (as Bennet Dunn).

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