Rocky Horror Picture Show: A Classic Review

Ahhh…the epitome of cult classic - Rocky Horror Picture Show. I was waaay too young when I first watched this movie. I was strangely lured by the bizarre soundtrack and dance numbers which left me, at the time, wondering if I was gay, bi-curious, trans-gendered… à la David Bowie in Labyrinth (don't worry, we'll be talking about that one soon enough).

Plot outline? What an extraordinary task this is. Where to begin? Well, you see, Brad and Janet suffer from inclement weather and need a telephone when their car breaks down. They stumble upon a mansion filled with lingerie-sporting drag queens. They sing and dance and kill Meatloaf and then beam back up to the planet of Transexual. It’s an irresistible escape into a world of time-warping and hip-gyrating, complete with Dr. Frank-n-Furter, Dr. Scott, Rocky and of course the happy couple, Brad and Janet (Damnit Janet).

If you have not seen this movie you have been living under a rock. Or perhaps you just haven’t opened your mind fully to a musical, gender-bending romp with Tim Curry.

See also: Labyrinth: A Classic Review