The Neighbors (2014)

Wow! Such a good movie.

Good movie, but best of all time? Hardly . . .

Absolutely Brilliant!

The storyline feels a little thin and moth-eaten in parts but this sequel is plenty of fun.

After watching this I managed to recover from the sofa and realise that I'm not doing that bad in life if stuff like this is managing to pass through production companies and make it on streaming sites let alone the internet itself. I saw the earlier trailers of this show and it was way better than what they made here. I dunno if it is intentionally bad but it's truly a marvel. Everything is a disaster, acting, blocking, camera operating and exposure, sound editing and recording, colour grading and lighting, I think I could go on with this list to carry on explaining what is so wrong. I like to imagine that this is a satire of porn acting but done on an actual multi-episode release. It's truly memorable and a must watch for any filmmaker to criticise rather than enjoy. To be fair, it made me and my girlfriend continuously laugh. Watch it and take it in!

Let's be honest: nobody comes to "The Neighbors" as a Tommy Wiseau virgin. People come to "The Neighbors" because they have seen "The Room," and, because they feel an innate need to be punished and can't afford to have a really attractive person do it for them, they want more.Well, it has everything you would want. Tommy Wiseau plays several characters- badly. Especially off-putting is his attempt to play an "all-American boy" about 1/3 his real age. The other performances vary from incompetent, to lazy, to "just mailing it in," although an all-time list of best acting talent ever couldn't make anything out of the writing.And what the Hell is going on with those bizarre bumpers between scenes? Also: every single scene feels like one of the "acting" scenes in a porn film. It takes rare anti-talent to do that. Contributing to that vibe is the single-camera shots with no POV cuts, combined with sets that scream "dollar store." Or the number of times that the scenes really do involve sleazy attempts by one character to get it on with another, but done in such a robotic way as to be off-putting. Or the pizza delivery guy who takes his shirt off for no apparent reason.Okay, here's the game for viewing "The Neighbors": load up every bad porn film plot trope on "bingo" cards, and hand them out before watching three episodes. Wiseau uses them all! Oh, and people yell a lot.See it with your friends that you took to see "The Room," and were still your friends after the experience.

The show seems like it has a lot of improvisation from all parties involved - and it was ingenious for TW to allow that to happen. His uncorrupted artistic vision, if his interviews are anything to go by, would leave us with such such a bizarre and incoherent universe that it would just end up alienating the audience in all its absurdity. Neighbors isn't alienating. It isn't even this so-bad-is- good thing that is funny in being an earnest attempt that ends up in failure. It's actually charming in the way that an "odd neighbors" sitcom is supposed to be - as an invitation to embrace the other in its radical alterity. Yet the method by which it achieves its charm is completely groundbreaking.We never take the characters seriously, in fact, we can't take the characters seriously. They are nonsensical caricatures conceived by a mind that is half Kafka, half Z-grade friends. Suspension of disbelief is impossible. Instead, one is constantly aware that everyone is acting. The series finds its charm in the fact that the characters come across as real people, people playing around with their nonsensical roles, experimenting with what they are given, interacting with and giving depth and order to TW's weirdness - in a sincere, positive, light hearted and friendly way. To exemplify this, let's compare the dynamic between The Room's actors and TW. After the release of The Room, many of the actors came out attempting to clear their name from having participated in such a film. They even attempted to fund a mockumentary where the director, herself an actress in The Room, confesses her shame, distances herself from the film, and admits, in a willy nilly way, that someone else convinced her to finally embrace the fact that, god forbid, she was part of an awful film. This contempt, resentment, and attempt to create distance between the "crazy" director and the "normal" actor is distasteful because while TW inspires sympathy, most agree that polished, spoiled L.A. youth doesn't. Unlike the manufactured, bland perfection of every aspiring actor, TW's weirdness is overflowing with a depth of subjectivity that makes us feel empathy. Foreign, old, attempting and failing at being understood by a culture he idolizes. He possesses a naive, child-like and earnest idealism about America and its iconography of the kind that is only available to people that have endured much harsher realities. To be mean to TW is cruel and inhumane.We find the opposite of this "I'm not with the weird guy" dynamic in Neighbors. One finds that the actors are actually attempting, through their own performances, to enrich and create value in TW's universe. As an example, Roenfeldt injects condescension and sarcasm into her good wife role, adding a layer of depth to her character and her dynamic with TW. Everyone in the show appears to be experimenting, bringing something in and collaborating, having fun, and not taking themselves seriously. It is this aura of a playful environment, where actors are free to create and improvise, but rarely appear to do so in a mean spirited way, that gives this show its distinctive charm. It feels like a dialogue where folks we can relate to attempt to create a meaningful and engaging piece of art with someone that, to a lot of people, is completely enigmatic, nonsensical, and not even worthy of serious engagement. The cast constantly attempts to create meaning and familiarity in this absurd universe, with this radical otherness that is TW - it comes across as an act of empathy and solidarity. Not through characters, but through the actual people playing them that we, the audience, are irremediably conscious of. Neighbors is, no doubt, one of the most formally and morally interesting shows I've seen in years.

Ugly, monstrous, revolting, racist, execrable, incomprehensible, inept, incompetent, incomprehensible, incoherent, unwatchable. This show looks like '80s video porn without the sex. The audio sounds like nails on a blackboard. The actors apparently had to go slumming after California's condom law was passed. No one in this show goes unscathed. I never saw "The Room", but I knew going in "The Neighbors" was going to be bad. It is beyond bad. It is an abomination. It is a thing that should not be. This is NOT one of those inept things that is entertaining in spite of itself. It is the most unpleasant thing you will ever see. This cannot be overstated. Do not watch.