Inside The Room: The Toilet

Tommy Wiseau, you won me over. I—like hundreds of thousands of unsuspecting people—am hooked. I can’t get enough.

Saturday night Justin and I went to Piedmont Theater for a midnight showing of The Room, a terrible movie Wiseau wrote, directed, produced, and starred in. A terrible movie that’s rib-crackingly hilarious.

Take a look:

Justin and I are making a film. It’s called The Toilet. It’s a drama, and it takes place entirely on the toilet. We’re going to hire our friends—together, we have three—to play the roles. On the toilet. We’re going to invest $6,000,000 of our money—we’ll take out loans—to finance the film.

Or maybe we’ll flush the money down the toilet.