Four years ago, during the making of “The Interview,” the North Korea-provoking comedy that would go on to flirt notoriously with history in its own unpredictable, stranger-than-fiction ways, James Franco found the strange and vaguely Eastern European patois of cult movie icon Tommy Wiseau spilling out of his mouth.
It was a distinctive, stilted, impossible-to-place pattern of speech already well known to loyal fans of “The Room,” arguably the most celebrated cinematic misfire of all time.
Oh hai, doggie.
You’re tearing me apart, Lisa!
Franco hadn’t yet seen “The Room,” the infamous 2003 indie melodrama written, directed and produced by Wiseau,...