While driving home during a rain filled night, straight-laced lovebirds Brad Majors and Janet Weiss end up by chance at the castle of one Dr. Frank-N-Furter and his strange and bizarre entourage, and find that he's having a party. This is no ordinary party, no ordinary night. This is the unveiling of the doctor's latest creation: Rocky Horror, a man-made Adonis that will give absolute pleasure. Over the course of the night, Frank seduces both Brad and Janet, Janet and Rocky become biblically involved, and Dr. Everett Von Scott arrives looking for his nephew Eddie (whom Frank killed earlier in this film). This is an exceedingly grand visual and musical camp satire of the golden days of the B-movie horror and science-fiction genres. Projected along with a musical soundtrack to give audience participation a new meaning in dimension, time and space, this shall be a night that both Brad and Janet will remember for a very long time in the sexually kinky, rock 'n roll, rock-opera world of a ...Written by
Although it has never really been confirmed or denied in interviews, Janet's voice throughout the entire film was obviously completely performed by Susan Sarandon in a high-register falsetto, based on comparisons between Susan Sarandon's actual speaking voice and her character's voice in the film. The jury is still out on the voice of Little Nell, who hit such ear-splitting high notes during her 'Time Warp' tap-dance routine that it inadvertently caused some patrons' lives to suffer permanent psychological damage. On a talk show she once said that her mother used to tell her she had "a voice that could open up a soup can." In contrast, Patricia Quinn's Magenta character speaks in a darker, more sinister voice, which is ironic in itself because the song she 'lip-syncs' to: ''Science Fiction Double Feature', was actually sung by Richard O'Brien, who was singing in a high-range falsetto voice. See more »
When Janet faints, the hand she raises to her forehead switches from left to right between shots. See more »
As an 18 y/o stranded in a small, bible belt town in the sticks of Missouri, I would drive 120 miles every two weeks to St. Louis to the Varsity Theater to see The Rocky Horror Picture Show during the early 80's. For me, it was a chance to live, to breathe free, as anything went; there was no need to conform to any narrow minded conventions, as I felt I had to survive at home. The first time I witnessed Tim Curry flinging open his cape, proudly proclaiming "I'm just a sweet transvestite, from Transsexual Transylvania," I knew I'd found a place to be myself. Even now, some 18 years later, that sight still gives me a thrill. Sure, the plot is ridiculous (on second thought, it had more to offer than 80 percent of the crap coming out of Hollywood then and now) and it is loaded with technical flaws. Still, I consider it the greatest film of all time. How many films draw a crowd of regulars weekly, create a sense of community, especially for people who, more than likely, felt as if they were not a part of any community, as I felt? Over the years, I've seen the film 64 times, and when I'm 80 I plan on getting up on my arthritic legs and doing the "Time Warp."
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