Jeff Raymond's Reviews > The Disaster Artist: My Life Inside The Room, the Greatest Bad Movie Ever Made

I’ve never actually watched The Room from start to finish, but I’ve seen enough bits and pieces that I have probably seen the entire thing at this point. With the movie version of this book out, I finally decided to dive in and read about the making of the film from one of the people closest to director Tommy Wiseau.

As the author is a friend of Wiseau, if anything, you figure he may actually be holding back on how absolutely strange the whole affair, including Wiseau himself, truly was. And even as you read through this, it’s just entirely puzzling how it got to the point it did and I found myself wincing at a lot of the amateur issues that more seasoned professionals (read: not me) would likely know to avoid by the time they were making a feature film.

On a whole, this is definitely worth a read whether you’re part of the Room cult or not, if only for the stunning way everything went down on a whole. I’m definitely more interested in seeing the movie now than I was before I read it, and maybe now it’s time for me to actually watch The Room properly. A good read, not as great as I expected, but pretty enjoyable on a whole.