I think my experience with this film - one whose entire premise centers around the continuous movement of the camera throughout a singular space - was simultaneously enhanced and lessened by the fact that I watched it immediately after Roy Andersson's Living trilogy - a trilogy whose premise centers around the lack of any movement of the camera in a serious of vignettes of spaces literally built around the camera's frame.

Makes for an interesting quadruple feature for sure, if you want to feel both awed and depressed by ~6 hours of cinema at once.

Oh this is EXTREMELY my shit.

Watched this at a midnight showing, and Tommy Wiseau himself was there. It was just as surreal as you'd imagine it would be.

For like 75% of this movie I had the biggest fucking smile on my face, and the rest of the time I was holding my breath on the edge of my seat. Deserves all the awards possible.