Charge Shot!!! has been around for two years now - amazing, we know! - and in that time we've amassed a lot of posts. Much of our writing is in an editorial vein, simply because we don't have the time or resources to report on every news item that flies across the Interwebs. Therefore, we feel that our output has a better shelf-life than you might expect from some run-of-the-mill news blog.
This feature, Ghosts From Charge Shot!!!'s Past, aims to bring some of this stuff - both good and embarrassing - to the eyeballs of our newer readers, while taking long-time constituents on a trip down memory lane.
I was talking to someone the other day about why I dislike certain movies. Advocates of movies I don’t like will often say something along the lines of “Well, don’t expect it to be something it isn’t.” Essentially, don’t go to an action movie and expect a mind-blowing script or Academy-caliber performances.
They’ll also say, “But didn’t you enjoy Snakes on a Plane? Didn’t I see you having a great time during D-War?” And I’ll nod in agreement. Those are terrible movies, but they’re so bad they kind of loop around the spectrum into a different kind of good. That, or there’s some sort of Uncanny Valley of Mediocrity.
As we approach awards season, it’s worth reminding ourselves that not every movie is an Oscar-winner, and that’s okay.
The Room is one of those movies. Last year Boivin, our intrepid explorer of all things terrible in cinema, saw Tommy Wiseau’s “masterpiece” at a midnight showing. Thankfully, he lived to tell the tale:
“The Room is the stuff of trash cinema legend, the sort of story that a Tim Burton-esque auteur of the future will surely make a movie out of someday. It's the brainchild of bizarre wrtier/director/producer/leading man/probably at least four other credits Tommy Wiseau and its so bad it kind of sort of really hurts (but it's a good hurt). Ostensibly a melodrama about a successful yuppie being two-timed by his fiancée (excuse me, "future wife") the Room has taken on a life of its own as the internet generation's Rocky Horror. However, unlike Rocky which was conceived as an over-the-top camp midnight movie spectacular, the Room has all the earnestness of a high school short story contest.”
Boivin may well inspire you to watch The Room yourself. If you do, just remember: this was a warning, not a recommendation. Enjoy!