This October

In case you didn't know, October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month.



Also, I normally do a month long Blog-A-Thon but the whole Netflix thing kinda fucked that up, so I'm probably gonna just make up for it be doing MORE reviews here on The Blog. Or at least TRY. Plus you have every Thursday at Man, I Love Films to look forward to.

Also, it's my Mom's birthday this month! And without her, you wouldn't have me! So keep that in mind. Yeah!

And also, something awesomely special is going to happen at the end of the month. Actually, TWO awesome special things are probably gonna happen. So stay tuned for that.

Anyway, I'm tired of people telling me what to do. What do you think I should do?
-Jason

Hell No I Won't Post!

This week, the LAMMY Winners are being announced and because the universe likes making me squirm (despite the medication) the category I'm nominated in normally gets unvieled the third to last day. Which means I have to wait another 4 days or so? So I'm not doing another post until I am declared winner!! Oh....ummm....I meant until SOMEONE is declared winner. Yeah.

Until then, I shall tell you about seeing "The Room" for the 6th time in my life. It was a midnight showing at the local art theater here in Indianapolis. Sadly, Tommy Wiseau wasn't present, otherwise I would've tried to get a better picture of him. But as my new tradition, the only time I'll watch this movie is if I can take someone who has never seen it before because I get a greater joy now from watching their first reactions to the film.

The person I took, who'll I'll just identify by first name Brenda, never seen it before. I've known Brenda for so long we met on Myspace. Yeah kids, THAT long ago! Anyway, Brenda is a friend of a friend and we became friends due to our love of shitty movies and being funny.

When it was revealed that she has never seen the movie, I knew I had to rectify this. Once I learned about the midnight screening, I more or less forced her to buy a ticket and come with. Ok, I didn't force, she was more than happy to go.

We get to the theater and the theater it's being shown in looks like your standard multiplex theater, so there's not a lot of seats, which compared to the first time I seen it in a theater is a bit dissapointing, but whatever. People showed up in Tux's, and they bought a football and threw it while standing 2 feet apart. We had spoons. It was magical.

And the movie starts. The instant Tommy Wiseau walks on screen, Brenda starts laughing and I don't think she ever stop. Especially when the slow jam came on and there was all kinds of sex going on, she was laughing. And she threw spoons. And just kept on laughing. I'm sure she's still sore to this day from all that laughing.

With the movie over, I have learned she is now a fan of "The Room" and I have convereted another person. It is awesome to be able to do that. Brenda also told me about a movie SHE loves a lot and thinks I should see. That will be coming later.

So the moral of the story is, I won't be doing any posts until I win Best Horror/Sci-Fi Lammy. I mean....when the winner of Best Horror/Sci-Fi is announced. In two weeks.
-Jason

PS: I realize I could bribe and/or ask Rachel nicely to announce that category early, but I have more fun doing it this way.

Tommy Wiseau Can't Be Photographed

The story on seeing "The Room" live at Chicago's Music Box theater will be told on the next podcast, which will be recorded on Thursday (hopefully) so that'll have to wait till then. Meanwhile I can share some bad pictures. What am I talking about?
ME MEETING MOTHERFUCKING TOMMY WISEAU!! So here ya go!


When you walk in with your ticket, the employees of the theater dressed up like characters of the movie. One guy was Tommy/Johnny and he'd just say things like "Hi babe" "Oh hi!" "I AM TEARING THESE TICKETS APART, LISA!". The chick next to him was the lady from the flower shop scene and she said to me "You're my favorite customer".


This guy was the robber/drug dealer guy on the roof with Denny. He'd just say things like "Where's my money?"


This was the pic I took with my cellphone of Tommy on stage answering some questions.


This one I used my fiance's camera and for some reason it wouldn't let me take a good still pic of him. I'm really convinced he's from some other world and you can't take a good picture of him.

Speaking of NOT taking a good picture of him. My fiance had to leave the theater cause it was unbearably hot and it made her sick and I stupidly forgot to ask for her camera. So when it came time to get in line to meet Tommy, take pictures, and get an autograph, I just had my cell phone. I PROMISE THIS NEXT PICTURE IS OF ME STANDING NEXT TO TOMMY WISEAU.


It was fucking dark in that hallway. I'm pissed this pic didn't come out. This one with my friend Bill came out somewhat better.



Just barely though. I'm mad at my cellphone. Anyway. This is what Tommy wrote on my DVD:



Yes, that says "Jabe". I don't know. Anyway, these next pics Felicia took as she was leaving to get some air. So at least it proves we were there and he was there.




So that's the photographic evidence, as much as it sucks. Stay tuned for the podcast later this week to hear the full story on how fucking weird he is in person.
Bye babe.
-Jason

The Room Fever

Is it possible for a good actor to pretend to be a bad actor and re-enact a bad movie? Quite a dillema huh?



-Jason