The Pill, the epicenter of Boston Britpop, mod, soul and indie subculture and home to Boston’s ambitious outsiders, misshapes and beautiful ones, took its final bow after 16 improbable but mostly glorious years at Great Scott this past Friday night. I was 430 miles away. A part, yet apart.
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.