It makes me wonder how much effort goes into making something like that, you know what I'm saying? Like, I know how much effort goes into writing your own story, and I can only imagine how many times over that's multiplied by some of the great writers, trying to make sure that their next novel lives up to the expectations both that have been thrust upon them, and that they place on themselves. How much of that effort goes into making something so utterly terrible? Though it may not be true for The Room, I know in most instances they don't intentionally make it so bad. How hard did they struggle to try and stop the inevitable?
And it has to hurt after you've released your product, to see all of the horrible reviews coming, repeatedly hearing about how your life's work is a sin against man. It has to dig into your soul, to hear about how that effort you made is becoming the butt of people's jokes. But then there are the people who begin to love it because of how terrible it is. Who sing that work's praises for its entertaining value, because they love to laugh at how bad it is. Do you hate those people, or do you love them? They are, after all, your only fans, if you can really call them fans.
I also wonder if there are people who strive to create something that would fall into this category. To create a cult classic, horribly made, horribly written, horribly constructed masterpiece that scares people and yet calls to them. Are there people who dream about that kind of thing? Who crave to be remembered for creating something so horrifying that you just can't resist them?
I know I wouldn't want to. That kind of thought scares me. I would hate to be that kind of person, whose known because of how bad his writing is, and lovingly mocked to the ends of the earth. I don't need to be the next great american novelist, but I would love to have true fans, who want to experience the stories I write, and become attached to the characters that I make. I want to make good. I do not want to make bad.
Even if bad is really, really funny.
And it has to hurt after you've released your product, to see all of the horrible reviews coming, repeatedly hearing about how your life's work is a sin against man. It has to dig into your soul, to hear about how that effort you made is becoming the butt of people's jokes. But then there are the people who begin to love it because of how terrible it is. Who sing that work's praises for its entertaining value, because they love to laugh at how bad it is. Do you hate those people, or do you love them? They are, after all, your only fans, if you can really call them fans.
I also wonder if there are people who strive to create something that would fall into this category. To create a cult classic, horribly made, horribly written, horribly constructed masterpiece that scares people and yet calls to them. Are there people who dream about that kind of thing? Who crave to be remembered for creating something so horrifying that you just can't resist them?
I know I wouldn't want to. That kind of thought scares me. I would hate to be that kind of person, whose known because of how bad his writing is, and lovingly mocked to the ends of the earth. I don't need to be the next great american novelist, but I would love to have true fans, who want to experience the stories I write, and become attached to the characters that I make. I want to make good. I do not want to make bad.
Even if bad is really, really funny.
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