Family Movie Night. We got free passes to see it, so there's that. It made me chuckle and that's also good. The film is inspiring to anyone who is sort of an idiot but has the tenacity and $6 million to finance their own film, no matter how bad it is or what anyone else thinks of it.
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy in its section of statistics relating to the geo-social nature of the Universe says the following about Art: "[There is] none. Because the function of art is to hold a mirror up to nature, and there simply isn't a mirror big enough." Wiseau's, and now Franco's interpretation of him, most endearing quality is that he wouldn't give up on trying to hold up that mirror.
Not quite fair to call James Franco's incarnation of Tommy Wiseau a stunt, because the incarnation (and the re-visioning of THE ROOM itself) is heavy w/ deeper resonances (self-portrait?), and because this is the only thing in THE DISASTER ARTIST worth talking about. Around it is a lazy Hollywood groaner. The Franco-simulation vs. Wiseau-prototype diptychs at the end would make a fine gallery installation.
Homage or put-on? Franco's films as a director have been a strange mix of quality, tone and subject and perhaps he's found a kindred spirit in Tommy Wiseau in a sense. J. Franco certainly scores with his performance here finding both the conviction and self doubt in Wiseau while wisely not trying to solve any mysteries of the man himself. The comparison credit sequence works well.
James Franco is Tommy Wiseau- an absolutely layered and heartbreaking performance that gives further proof as to why he is one of the most interesting and best actors working today. Perhaps my biggest gripe with the film is that it almost too reliant on his performance resulting in the other characters falling to the wayside. Oh what a meddler I am!
The opening, with its celebrity cameos and irony laid thick, had me worried this was going to skew on the wrong side of a Seth Rogen/Evan Goldberg production. But "Artist" acquits itself as one of the most entertaining films of 2017, and even proves unexpectedly poignant, particularly when James Franco hones in on that sinking feeling when you realize your eccentric friend and roommate might actually be a creep.
Franco's best outing as a director because you can see the affection he has for the characters of this world and especially the monomania of Wiseau which he obviously shares a kinship with all handled with a comic touch.
Almost anyone who has seen "The Room" multiple times will be charmed by this earnest, passionate dramatization of the film's production. I have nothing but positive sentiment to express for the brothers Francos' commitment to their characters — I can only hope they made a shot-for-shot remake. It's fine if you're content with emerging just as curious & clueless about Tommy Wiseau as you've always been.