A hilarious ode to talentless passion. James Franco gives the bizarre Tommy Wiseau depth without solving his mystery, but skips a deserved zing at Hollywood.
Suffers badly by comparison with the cogent, witty Avengers flicks. This feels like a campy Saturday-morning cartoon left over from the 1970s.
Is there a single definition, or is it more a case of “you know it when you see it”? What’s your own personal “cult” film?
Not including the ones already in the planning stages, such as Annie, Dirty Dancing, Evil Dead, My Fair Lady, and Point Break…