Tommy Wiseau spoke with Milwaukee Magazine about his many artistic endeavors. The Room, The Neighbors, The Room. Wiseau also told the magazine that he would love to direct Fantastic Four 2.
“You know, I told you I saw this Fantastic Four… it just… I’m not being critical - let me put it this way: I like it, I did enjoy it number one. Number two, it’s too bad they didn’t call me, that’s all I want to say and I rest my case. (laughs) That’s all I can tell you. (laughs) Good response in Europe though, that’s my understanding, but it’s too bad they didn’t call me, that’s my point. Maybe if there’s a sequel, you know. You know, maybe your article gets me that job, who knows what will happen.”
It just so happens that Pajiba has some connections that have connections that know a guy that were able to get us a sneak peek of Wiseau’s script for the Marvel sequel. Once you read this, you’ll want to start an online petition, a Kickstarter, and a GoFundMe to get Wiseau directing Marvel’s First Family.
Mr. Fantastic: Hi babe! I have something for you.
Invisible Woman: What is it?
Mr. Fantastic: Just a little something.
Mr. Fantastic playfully stretches his arms until the package is out of Invisible Woman’s reach. He then stretches around her and opens the box in front of her face, revealing a new Fantastic Four uniform.
Invisible Woman: Reed, it’s beautiful. Thank you. Can I try it on now?
Mr. Fantastic: Sure, it’s yours.
Invisible Woman: Wait right here. I’ll try it on right now.
Invisible Woman literally disappears up the stairs. Mr. Fantastic resumes his normal shape and sits on the couch. Invisible Woman reappears in the new uniform.
Mr. Fantastic: Wow, you look so sexy, Sue.
Invisible Woman: Isn’t it fabulous?
Mr. Fantastic: I would do anything for my girl.
Mr Fantastic: I kill you, you bastard!
Doctor Doom: You couldn’t kill me if you tried!
Mr. Fantastic: You betrayed me! You’re not good. You, you’re just a chicken. Chip-chip-chip-chip-cheep-cheep!
The two tussle, slapping at each other and the air until Invisible Woman breaks them apart.
Mr. Fantastic: SHUT UP! SHUT UP!
Doctor Doom: It’s over!
Mr. Fantastic: It’s not over! EVERYBODY BETRAY ME! I’M DONE WITH THIS WORLD!