Art Imitating Art

Before I saw The Last Jedi, I made it a priority to see another film. I dragged my boyfriend with me to see The Disaster Artist. I had been excited about the film since the very first bit of news that it was being made. Having James Franco direct and star in it was genius to me. He can match Tommy Wiseau’s manic energy note for note. I wasn’t sure about Dave Franco playing Greg, Tommy’s best friend and partner in crime. He just seemed like a pity hire for the role. I didn’t need to be worried though. The Franco brothers work well off each other. The film was as awkward to watch as I originally thought, which is a testament to who well-acted the movie was.

I was adamant about seeing it opening weekend so we made a plan to catch a matinee on Sunday. We got there and bought some nachos since I was starving. We had seats right in the middle of the theater, middle row and middle seats. We snuggled in and waited for the magic to happen. I already talked about how well done the film was above but the audience’s response was just as good. We were feeding off of each other’s enthusiasm. We clapped at the end of the film, which I rarely do. It was obvious we had all seen The Room before so we could appreciate the film all the more.

I don’t normally follow the Oscars but I’d be surprised if James Franco doesn’t get nominated for best actor. Mostly so that Tommy Wiseau can finally get an invitation to the ceremony and this whole thing can come full circle.