Had it been legal to nominate a child for Best Actor at the Oscars, then Jacob Tremblay would have won this year, but there were three major flaws with this great movie.
Every time the kidnapper walked into the shed to give Ma and Jack supplies there was a brief moment when the door was open and they could see the outside world. What was preventing them from yelling for help? They were in a fairly dense suburb, so someone would have heard them. I never read the book and I did fall asleep twice during the movie (because I was tired, not because of the movie), but I can only assume that Ma’s broken wrist answers this question. Perhaps the kidnapper broke her wrist because she tried yelling before, and then threatened to do worse to her if she did it again.
Jack was rolled up in a carpet in the back of the kidnapper’s truck. He waited for the truck to stop, rolled out of the carpet, and then jumped out. He made so much noise jumping out that the kidnapper saw him in the rear view mirror. While running away Jack manages to find a passerby walking his dog, and desperately asks for his help. The kidnapper catches up to Jack, starts dragging him away, and tells the passerby that everything was alright. And then, for whatever reason, the kidnapper decides to leave Jack on the side of the road, and drive away… What the hell happened in this scene?! Why would the kidnapper just leave the kid out there? That’s literally the ONLY WAY the kidnapper could be found. Why didn’t he take him back to the shed?
All the director needed to do here was take out the part where the kidnapper sees Jack run away. Have Jack escape without being noticed, and then the rest of the movie plays out the same way.
We’re all in agreement that Room (2015) was the sequel to The Room (2003), right? Well, it’s the worst sequel I’ve ever watched because Tommy Wiseau wasn’t even a supporting actor, let alone the lead.
I searched for Tommy Wiseau in the casting credits, but found no trace of him. Then I looked at the movie, frame by frame, and found him. A picture of him was glued to a board inside the shed.
This movie as a sequel to The Room was horrible. But as a standalone movie it was gripping. I loved the realistic interactions between Ma and Jack, mother and son. At times they were able to have moments of happiness inside the shed, but the behavioral outcomes of claustrophobia overtook them. Jack’s childish attitude and his mother’s frustration were so real that it made me cringe as a viewer. I both wanted to yell at Jack to shut up, and at his mother for being impatient with him. It’s sad to realize how tired one can become of another, even if it’s their own child.
I wonder, though: If they had Tommy Wiseau would they ever want to leave the shed?