Molo Mollo: The Room.

Wed Jan 31, 19:30 - Wed Jan 31, 21:45


Doors open at 18:45; event starts at 19:30.

There is secure free parking arranged for the event at PrinsChurch (216 Sisulu Street). Here is the Google Maps link to the parking:

The event will be at the PrinsChurch rooftop.

Please note that we do NOT have any seats available at the venue. BRING YOUR OWN CHAIRS, BLANKETS etc.

Please bring along cash. We will be selling popcorn and other refreshments on the evening. Your support of Molo Mollo is appreciated by your voluntary consumption. You are welcome to bring your own picnic basket, dinner, wine or beer. No other liquor will be allowed.

The Room should be the last film on your list to see. It is widely accepted as the worst film ever made.

- Rotten Tomatoes: A bona fide classic of midnight cinema, Tommy Wiseau's misguided masterpiece subverts the rules of filmmaking with a boundless enthusiasm that renders such mundanities as acting, screenwriting, and cinematography utterly irrelevant. You will never see a football the same way again.

- The Guardian: A mix of Tennessee Williams, Ed Wood and R Kelly's Trapped In the Closet, The Room is a simple story of a guy whose fiancee is cheating on him with his best friend, but devastating plot points such as cancer, drugs and pregnancy are thrown in, then completely forgotten about. Characters disappear halfway through the film, the softcore sex scenes are excruciating, and the San Francisco setting (it was actually shot in Los Angeles) is alluded to by amateurish back projection and repeated shots of the Golden Gate Bridge.

- Entertainment Weekly: If The Room is the Citizen Kane of bad movies, that makes Tommy Wiseau the Orson Welles of crap. Wiseau — who speaks with a thick, Schwarzeneggerian accent — directed, wrote, and produced the film. The muscled auteur also plays the cuckolded Johnny, and, when not exposing his ivory rump in the film’s sex scenes, gives a performance that’s both heartfelt and berserk. In one scene, a vein-poppingly distraught Wiseau howls the line, ”You are tearing me apart, Lisa!” The moment — a favorite of Room fans — is reminiscent of both James Dean’s ”You’re tearing me apart!” howl in Rebel Without A Cause and Marlon Brando screaming ”Stella!” in A Streetcar Named Desire. At least it would be, if those actors had chosen to play their parts as deranged Austrians.

If you still want to see this film, then we strongly advise to watch it in the privacy (and decency) of your own room.
{Please note: I could have made that into a pun but I declined to do so...}
The last thing you should do is watch it with friends or loved ones.

Please note: the film has a rating of R for sexuality, language and brief violence. None of which help to redeem the film.

Come join us for a wonderful evening of (awful) cinema in our city!


Every event we collaborate with an illustrator/designer to create a unique event poster. There are only 15 prints in each edition. We auction off the 1st poster of this edition on the evening via a silent (but visible) auction. The Room's poster has been created by the up and coming Stian Van Wyk



Molo Mollo: The Room.
216 Sisulu St, Pretoria, 0002, South Africa
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