“Disaster Artist“
In this film things get intriguing after the end. Shouldn’t that be the beginning of the story?
The Disaster Artist would be interesting if it was at least one step removed from 1:1 re-creation of what happened during the production of “The Room”. The question is not why Wiseau pulled it off? Or where is he from? Or how low can one go humoring an idiot. The question is why on earth James Franco would dive into this project. Or rather why would a pretty good (excellent perhaps) actor feel compelled to tell the story of a super ridiculous vanity project. What was the push for such recreation? As is, watching a series of grotesque moves by the hero gets quickly boring and irritating. Too bad the space between truly bad and wanting to recreate it was not addressed.
On the other hand perhaps such a straightforward maneuver chimes with our psyche.
Perhaps people hype this film because in its earnest re-creation of moronic and untalented it hooks into the zeitgeist of our time. Aren't we paid by people who have no clue? Haven’t we found ourselves suddenly in the hands of incompetence, ignorance and delusions of grandeur?
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