Eric Smith’s review published on Letterboxd:
Literally the best worst movie ever made. The room is so incredibly bad that it’s entertaining! The acting, the dialogue and the plot are all so god awful, but it’s because they’re so bad that people get so much enjoyment out of the movie. Watching Tommy yell shit and say weird things is why I watch this movie. I’ve probably seen it five or six times by now.
“You’re tearing my apart Lisa!”
“I got the results of the test back. I definitely have breast cancer”
“Johnny is my best friend”
“Oh hi Mark”
“I cannot tell you it’s confidential.
Aw, come on. Why not?
No I can’t. Anyways how is your sex life?”
“I did not hit her, it’s not true! It’s bullshit! I did not hit her!
[throws water bottle]
I did *not*. Oh hi Mark.”
“Ha ha ha. What a story Mark”
“Do you want to order a pizza?
Whatever I don’t care.
I already ordered a pizza”
“You can come out now, Johnny. She’s gone.
In a few minutes bitch.”
“Leave you’re *stupid* comments in your pocket!”
“Where’s my fucking money, Denny!?!”
“I miss you.
I just saw you, what are you talking about?”
“Cheep cheep cheep cheep cheeeeeeeep”