The Room: My Final Love Letter to Cinema

A wise man once said, “All good things must come to an end,” and unfortunately, I must say that this is my last movie review for the Spotlight. However, I wish to make this last one very special, and share a film experience very close to my heart: the magic, the mystery, and the beauty of midnight cult cinema in Tommy Wiseau’s “The Room.”

The 2003 film is somewhat of a cinematic oddity. Tommy Wiseau, a strange looking man with an indistinguishable foreign accent, put up six million dollars of his own money (possibly through illegal methods) to fund his little passion project, “The Room.”

The story is about a banker named Johnny, (played by the man himself, Tommy Wiseau), and his “future wife” Lisa. Bored with her mundane lifestyle with Johnny, Lisa decides to have an affair with her husband’s best friend, Mark.

What happens next is the most bizarre collection of scenes to ever be conceived in cinematic history. Featuring drug dealers, a subplot about a character with breast cancer that is never brought up again, a ridiculous number of framed pictures of spoons, and random characters showing up unexpectedly throughout the movie, the sheer inconsistency of the film is what makes it all the more hysterical.

While critics initially gave scathing reviews of the film, “The Room” proved to be so entertaining that a fan base emerged. Years later, it is still widely loved and referred to as “the Citizen Kane of bad movies.”

Since its introduction to the midnight movie circuit, “The Room” has taken on a cult following somewhat in the style of “The Rocky Horror Picture Show.” Select cinemas all over the world show monthly screenings to hoards of eager fans at exactly 12 a.m. At these screenings, attendees dress up as their favorite characters, make jokes out loud during the movie, throw spoons at the screen, and participate in audience “callbacks.”

Luckily, I had the opportunity to experience one of these screenings in Philadelphia on April 14, and it was everything I expected it to be. Armed with over 100 spoons, fellow Spotlight staff member Jamie Kish and I were the first in line at 9:30. After we acquainted ourselves with those around us for about an hour, Tommy Wiseau appeared like an angel from heaven around the street corner. He came over and shook both of our hands.

“Nice to see you guys, thank you for coming out. I’ll see you again later,” he said in his strange accent. But we were too busy internally screaming to even process what was happening. Like a thief in the night, Wiseau disappeared once again.

At around 11 p.m. the doors finally opened, and we rushed down the stairs into the theater. Jamie and I had the opportunity to meet Wiseau again, and we gladly obliged. We asked for his autograph and got our picture taken together. Wiseau drew hearts all over Jamie’s paper and quoted one of his favorite lines: “You are tearing me apart, Lisa!” but replaced “Lisa” with his name. Needless to say, he really liked Jamie.

After a bizarre Q and A session with Wiseau that actually left us with more questions than answers, and a sneak peek trailer for his new movie “Best F[r]iends,” the movie finally started.

While the movie itself is enjoyable, I now firmly believe you have not truly seen “The Room” unless you are in a theater with hundreds of strangers. The sharp wit and humor of the audience really enhances the experience. Not to mention the sheer joy in throwing spoons every time the previously mentioned framed spoon pictures appear. Remember how I said we brought 100 spoons? That supply did not even last us halfway through the movie, and we had to resort to grabbing spoons off the floor.

By the end of the night my voice was almost completely gone and my throat was sore from laughing so much, but I didn’t regret it one bit. I’ve never experienced such a sense of community, bliss, and pure happiness before, all over this cheesy little movie. For an hour and a half, all that mattered in the world was this small room, this small group of people, and this one movie.

While some people may look at this movie and think it may be the most ridiculous thing (and trust me, it is) sometimes it is not so much about the film itself, but the experience. If this one man, Tommy Wiseau, can bring together a crowd of people from all walks of life and ages to have a genuinely good time, why does it matter if the film is good or not?

In all honesty, I deeply respect Wiseau. This man put his heart and soul into what he thought was going to be a masterpiece of a film. It just didn’t work out the way he wanted, yet he is able to be a great sport about it. He ultimately created something even better than he originally intended.

That’s the unique thing about cinema. Each movie means something different to everyone. To someone, even a bad movie may be great. For those of you who are die-hard fans of the 2016 remake of “Point Break,” or the kids at heart with “Monster Trucks,” or the small percentage of you that actually enjoy “The Belko Experiment,” or even cinema snobs like me, the movies have everything to offer. You just have to keep exploring.

So for my farewell wish for you, I encourage you to sit back, dim the lights, grab your popcorn, and enjoy the show.