A cult classic about sweethearts Brad and Janet who breakdown during a storm and discover the eerie mansion of Dr. Frank-N-Furter, a transvestite scientist. They meet a houseful of wild characters including Frank-N-Furter’s latest creation: a muscular man named “Rocky.”
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One of the best musicals ever made and a love song to the greatest of B movies. This is the performance of Tim Curry's career. I'm eager to see what they do with the remake but nobody can wear the garters like Tim Curry.
This movie made me its bitch. Memorized it. I will sing songs from it when triggered by the right phrase whether you like it or not. The stage play was pretty good too, though they warned people like me not to shout out things, or throw toast.
Greater as a piece pop-culture ephemera than as a work of genuine cinema; its combination of affectionate B-movie homage, rock n' roll critique & sexualised cartoon satire was done better in De Palma's analogous mini-masterwork Phantom of the Paradise. It's still a lot of fun, with an amazing soundtrack, great cast & Suschitzky's frequently dazzling cinematography, but doesn't really have anything substantial to say.
This movie isn't "good/bad," it's just bad. And pretty stupid to boot. What surprises me most, though, is how this movie has lasted so long. It's not like it was the first awful B-movie ever made. I think the appeal lies in giving unattractive teenage boys the chance to dress in drag and be taken seriously.
A strange and silly movie that I don't think I've ever seen all the way through in one sitting, but some of the songs are truly unforgettable and, of course, Tim Curry is magnificently inimitable in his iconic role.
As Orwell might have said, this is a good bad movie. In fact I would say it is a great bad movie, because Sharman and O'Brien turn a campy B-horror movie into a great musical that has to be experienced not seen.
Often cited as the mother of all cult movies, THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW is often misread as a mere exercise in camp excess, rather than the work of cinematic nostalgia that it actually. Sure it's intentionally goofy, and loses some steam in the 2nd half, but it's also a wistful paean to a bygone era of "science fiction double features," of psychotronic midnight movies & shared experiences of pictures in the dark.