It’s hard to take Tommy Wiseau seriously anymore. Some will argue that it always was, but despite the audience-participation cult surrounding his melodramatic opus The Room, and Wiseau’s somewhat cynical exploitation of it, it’s actually a really genuine movie, clearly created by someone who cared. Since The Room, Wiseau has struggled to make anything worth a damn, as anyone who saw his unwatchable sitcom The Neighbors can tell you.
Miraculously, Wiseau has remained at least begrudging friends with his The Room co-star Greg Sestero, despite the shellacking he received in Sestero’s excellent book The Disaster Artist. And now they’re making a new movie! Based on a story by Sestero, in turn inspired by a road trip the two took years ago, it’s called Best Friends - or rather Best F(r)iends, in a strained but probably justifiable Herzog reference. Sestero and Wiseau play a drifter and a mortician, respectively, in a strange buddy/road/heist movie that also appears to involve gold, Frankensteins, and murder.
(The video is super small here, but you can see it full-sized at THR)
It actually looks pretty cool: it’s well-shot, Sestero's giving a focused lead performance, and the atmosphere reeks of neo-noir tinged with weirdness (and Vaseline). Seeing Wiseau’s idiosyncratic delivery and body language in moody widescreen compositions is more than a little discombobulating, and given that he's being deployed as a supporting player, I’m in. Best of all, the movie’s in the can already, having been shot secretly over the past couple of months with director Gary Fong.
The Hollywood Reporter (which is hosting the trailer, for now) quotes Sestero as calling Best F(r)iends “an unexpected and exciting reunion”; Wiseau, on the other hand, says that “after watching Best F(r)iends, your mind will find paradise.” Take from those quotes what you will; I for one am looking forward to finding my mind-paradise.
Best F(r)iends is aiming for a theatrical release, and will almost certainly be enjoyed “ironically” by too-cool-for-this-shit twentysomethings, regardless of its actual quality or tone.