Saturday, June 22, 2013

Rocky Horror Picture Show - J. Sharman 1975


Snug as a bug in my couch in front of my TV set is, unfortunately, not the superlative circumstances in which to drool over a young Tim Curry in fishnet stockings.

You really need to be sitting in a worn out seat in some dingy cinema (say the Studio Galande, for instance), throwing and receiving water and rice (not flour, please) in your hair and clothes and have someone on the stage conversing with the actors and, occasionally, doing the time-warp (again).
There is really no other way to enjoy this film, since it is extremely far from being an artistic masterpiece in itself.

A word of caution, however : The above-mentioned methods work to improve only the Rocky Horror Show. They are not to be attempted on other cheesy films.

 


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