This blog was launched on July 27, 2013. I’ve waited long seven-plus years to finally write this review of The Rocky Horror Picture Show, one of the absolute worse movies I’ve ever seen in my life.
I’ve now seen the horror show twice in my life. The first time was painful enough; however, I wanted to give this cult classic a second chance. Nothing changed upon a second viewing, even though I did give it a fair chance. (Scout’s honour).
My original interest in the film peaked in 2012 thanks to Perks of Being a Wallflower. They participate in a reenactment, which got curious about what it was all about. Then I attended a screening at the theatre with a group of friends. I literally couldn’t believe what I was watching.
I knew Tim Curry from other roles and did not know he was Dr. Frank-N-Furter. I also couldn’t believe Susan Sarandon was one of the leads, especially when she sings the “Touch Me” song. The most heartbreaking thing about the film is one of my musical idols, Meat Loaf, is Eddie, the biker guy. I understand this was the 1970s and a few years before Bat Out of Hell, but what a terrible way to break into the business.
Personal feelings aside, I can see why this movie is so beloved by thousands. From start to finish, the entire story is an experience, not an actual movie with a crazy story. The performances are memorable on so many levels, and even I will admit the songs are catchy. Once in a purple moon, I find myself thinking about doing the “Time Warp,” which is the only thing I will applaud from this movie.
I promise to respect your desire to love and watch this movie. I will not be able to like or recommend this movie, not even to my worse enemies. Sorry, not sorry. 1/10