It's entertaining, it's funny. I enjoyed it. Does absolutely no justice to the original book, or even the point of the book. The book shows you the inner workings of Tommy Wiseau's madhouse and dealing with the man himself, the way Greg Sestero experienced it- the movie is like the 1990s Disney animated movie version. It's a sanitized, watered-down, cute-ified version of the book. It's the Disney's Pochahontas version of the book. I guess James Franco really felt proud of…
It just isn't as stupid as I wanted it to be! It's stupid and full of every cliche I expected (and wanted), I had a couple of laughs, don't get me wrong- but it just isn't stupid enough to be consistently entertaining. The worst thing you can possibly be is boring. I did appreciate the female lead being named Felicity and making an issue out of how much she hates her name when the actress's real name is "Largo", and…
Naked in New York is a very strange little film. I had to watch it a few times to really grasp what I was watching, but in retrospect, I think I might not be as sharp as I fancy myself.
The best way I can describe this film is if a Woody Allen film didn't have an obnoxiously nebbish, sniveling, horrendous Jewish stereotype (and sex offender) as a protagonist. Jake is definitely an anxious and damaged individual, but this is…
Not sure how many times I've rewatched this movie. Over time, it starts feeling like an old friend.
It's one of the most overlooked comedies of the 1990s, despite being, in my opinion, one of the best. It's ruthlessly snappy and witty, brimming with mischievous sarcasm- and it has to be one of the most irresistibly quotable films of the decade. It's a film about miscommunication, effectively- but you find yourself getting anxiously engaged in the story once the stakes are really established as being as high as they are.
Hilarious and timeless. Tenouttaten.