People say I resemble my dog (and vice-versa). He can hear sounds I can't hear, but I'm the one who listens to audiobooks.
Greg Sestero narrates the book he co-wrote about the cult movie The Room and its eccentric creator, Tommy Wiseau. With the help of journalist-novelist Tom Bissell, Sestero goes back and forth between two stories -- detailed descriptions of the shooting of The Room, and his own journey as an aspiring actor and longtime pre-Room friend of Wiseau.
I've been an aficionado of cult films since midnight movie became popular in the early 70s -- Pink Flamingos, El Topo, Eraserhead, and of course Rocky Horror, which still endures. And I remember the Golden Turkey awards and its companion film festival, celebrating movies that are so bad that they're good, Plan 9 and its auteur Ed Wood the perennial winners of worst movie and worst director ever.
So I was all over The Room once I heard about it. The Room stands apart from other cult films because of the, er, unusual personality of Tommy Wiseau, its writer-director-producer-financier-star. One requisite element of hilariously bad movies is their absolute earnestness -- you can't do this on purpose. As told by Sestero in this book, Tommy is as earnest as they come, in his fractured manner, and he is every bit the character in real life as his alter-ego Johnny is in the movie, even in the years before he conceived his misguided vanity film.
It is often the case that these movies are more fun to talk about, read about, hear about, than to actually sit through. That is certainly true of Ed Wood, the Johnny Depp movie about the director, which is a far more fascinating tale than the one he created. The Disaster Artist is likewise as much fun, if not more so, than the actual movie. Sestero totally nails Tommy's accent, his malapropisms, his totally warped world view, and the jaw-drop reactions of those who work with him.
And he is just as earnest in believing himself to be everything that Tommy is not, despite his own acting career being as much of a disaster. His condescending attitude and narration become an exercise in meta-humor, Sestero himself coming off as a hilariously bad actor and writer, as oblivious as Tommy. I usually bristle when I hear a narrator barely masking his laughter at his own subject, but in this case, it is as much of a reflection on Sestero as it is on his subject, his "friend" Tommy Wiseau.
You probably have to be at least somewhat familiar with The Room to appreciate this book. It really helps to have some idea in advance of what Tommy looks and sounds like and just how out there he is. There are some good clips on YouTube that highlight the best (worst) of The Room that you can watch quickly, and then you can savor this gem of an audiobook.