It’s the money line in a movie full of money lines, and for all the wrong reasons. I’m speaking, of course, about ‘The Room’ the fascinatingly, jaw-droppingly, so-bad-its-mind-altering movie written, directed, co-produced and starring that magician of cinematography, Tommy Wiseau. I spent a rainy Friday night (April 16th) at the Coolidge Corner Theater in Brookline, MA witnessing ‘The Room’ for a second time, but for the first time in the presence of the man himself, Mr. Wiseau, who along with co-star Greg Sestero, helped bring the experience of this cult phenomenon to the Boston masses.
My friend Jon gave me a call this past week to talk about the death of actor Corey Haim. Growing up when we did, movies like ‘The Lost Boys’ and ‘License to Drive’ were rites of passage for us and Haim was our age, so despite his personal troubles, it felt odd to talk about him in the past tense.
I’m not going to pretend that I could mine any deeper insight into the cautionary tale of young actors gone awry that can’t be found in the countless number of articles and posts written in the wake of Haim’s death. But as we talked, Jon and my conversation turned from Haim to the John Hughes tribute during the Oscars, which featured such 80s Hughes staples like Molly Ringwald, Ally Sheedy, Judd Nelson, Matthew Broderick and even Macauley Culkin. We found ourselves winding down another path as we acknowledged the effect movies like ‘The Breakfast Club’ had on our teenage years. And we wondered, could movies like ‘TBC’ (as it will heretofore be called), ‘Pretty In Pink’ and ‘Some Kind of Wonderful’ be made in 2010? And more, do subsequent generations have their own ‘Sixteen Candles’ that hold the same place in their psyche as those iconic 80s movies hold in ours?