"I'm sorry, I'm losing my mind," Tommy Wiseau said to me seconds after I shook his hand in the lobby of the Four Points Sheraton in SoHo two Sundays ago. That was more believable than most things he would go on to tell me that afternoon.
How about David Lynch? Or mumblecore pioneer Joe Swanberg? Or self-made-weirdo-slash-spoon-aficionado Tommy Wiseau?
We'd been waiting for about an hour at The Plaza theater for The Room to start. We'd seen the movie here a dozen times before but that night was different. That night, Tommy Wiseau was going to be there.
Tommy Wiseau is a fascinating enigma of cult celebrity; known for being one of the worst directors and writers of our time. His film, The Room, went so far into cult success that it's possible Wiseau's actually made a profit-
The director/actor/writer/producer with a cult following is back, promoting his new film. The teaser only shows Wiseau screaming and writhing in blood, but that's enough to get fans excited for the film's upcoming release at this summer's Comic Con.
