(originally published Dec 08, 2017)
The Disaster Artist is a funny and heartwarming movie about the making of the most infamous anti-movie of our generation. Your appreciation of it has less to do with how you feel about The Room, and more to do with how you feel about the Franco brothers. It is very much their movie, and if you have a low Franco tolerance, you might pull your hair out by the 10th minute.
If you’re a Francophile, though, you should have a fun time watching the elder Franco disappear into the role of Tommy Wiseau. He can be as grating to watch as the real Wiseau is in the real The Room, which is part of his charm, but might be a turn off early on. There’s something oddly fascinating about this guy, and Franco does a nice job balancing his mystique with what makes him such a memorable moron.
Some of the humor is a bit on the nose. There’s a little too much commentary on the strangeness of The Room within the film, in the form of crew members questioning why things are happening (you see it a lot in the trailers), but it’s not too distracting, and often works in favor of the film. I found myself engaged the whole time, laughing and rooting for perhaps the strangest group of filmmakers ever put to film. Whether you’ve seen The Room or not, this film should bring you some laughs.