Empty window holes watching greedily as you pass by. Paint on the façade, once bright and smooth, now burnt-out, embroidered with countless cracks. We all know those, and we wonder what secrets they are keeping behind the dusty doorknobs — the abandoned. The legacy of the second part of the 20th century that brought countless factories, warehouses, once-bustling industrial areas into silent pieces of oblivion. And so they stay. Empty. 

The infamous internship, you've heard the horror stories: a gruelling period of hard work for little to no pay. Tireless hours spent on minute details in Revit models, endless sun-studies and Lumion renders that few people will ever see. The implicit expectation to stay at the office late, working unpaid overtime. Work that you spent hours on, disregarded by your supervising architect, who has already changed their mind but not yet informed you. Perhaps not the exciting and inspiring reality of architectural design you hoped it would be. But those are just horror stories right? Just the exception? One bad experience among a plethora of good ones? Right?

“You’re tearing me apart, Lisa!” is a quote which is nothing short of iconic. The delivery of the line and the senseless surrounding storyline of The Room makes for the absurdity of what is happening on-screen. The Room, Birdemic: Shock and Terror and virtually anything by Neil Breen are films that are just bad, yet something still draws us to watch and cherish the moments of these disastrous flops.

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