"I did not hit her! I did naaht! Oh, hai Mark."—a line immortalised by Tommy Wiseau, arguably the worst director ever to helm a multimillion-dollar film.
The Disaster Artist tells the true story of the making of his film, The Room, which has been lauded by "fans" as the greatest bad movie ever made.
The result is like watching a clown getting shot — an uneasy mix of tragedy and comedy and if there was a bastard-child of Tim Burton's Ed Wood biopic and Kirk Lazarus (Robert Downey jnr) from Tropic Thunder, then this'd be it.
James Franco (127 Hours) has boldly stepped into the shoes of the enigmatic Tommy Wiseau and in an ironically comedic take on method acting (he apparently kept in character throughout the directorial process) has directed and starred in his own film about a person who directs and stars in his own film … don't dwell on the meta too hard, just go with it.
The film focuses on the relationship between Wiseau and actor Greg Sestero (played by James' brother, Dave Franco), spanning from their first meeting to The Room's climactic premiere.