Review of The Rocky Horror Picture Show (1975) by Kendall I — 01 Oct 2012

This is probably the millionth time I've re-written this review, but I think it may be the last.

PLOT:Newly engaged,Brad Majors (Barry Bostwick) and Janet Weiss (Susan Sarandon) leave off to see their friend Dr. Scott (Jonathan Adams) to tell the news when their tire goes flat. They stop at a castle where they meet a maniac,Frank N. Furter (Tim Curry) and are forced to stay the night with him and his "creation", Rocky Horror (Peter Hinwood). While ther,they fall into seduction,mischief,murder,and "an erotic nightmare beyond any measure". The plot is a very cool twist on the classic Frankenstein/sci-fi genre and helps to express individualty,sexual freedom, and it does this in a clever mental mind-fluck.

ACTING:The acting is somewhat timed and precise as a stage show, but that was the goal the writer and director were trying to get at. Wooden,yet precise to exhibit the ultimate campiness.

SCORE:The soundtrack is without a doubt the best thing about this movie, next to its message. The soundtrack exhibits a different feel in every song, from seduction in "Touch-A Touch-A Touch Me", to nostalgia in "What Ever Happened to Saturday Night?" and even to a good time in "Time Warp". Beautiful guitar + rockin' sax + sci-fi piano + moods = a perfect campy musical soundtrack.

EFFECTS:Made to be crappy,for what it has. The appear as stage props or sci-fi atomic age effects,but it was all MEANT TO BE!

CAMERAWORK:New! If there's anything to be said about it,I'll say it. The camerawork caught movie magic in forboding, akward, and disturbing times as Kubrick would usually.

OTHER CONTENT:The movie was meant to be so bad, that it came out good in a glossy layer of campiness. The sexual akwardness, zombie-horror feel, rockin' music, hot chicks (Yeah did I mention Susan Sarandon is in underwear,Nell Cambell's tits pop out, and Patricia Quinn wears provacative clothing?), uneven wrongness, and overloaded campiness sends shivers down my spine and sends me into an "orgasmic rush of lust". Best way to describe it: the 70s Lady Gaga. I am definitely a Frankie fan.

OVERALL,an epic movie with unlimited campiness, rockin' soundtrack, cheap made-to-order effects, Kubrick-style camerawork, and ALL I said in the other content including the hot chicks. It's good in all of its flaws.