I was 16, spending the night at my friend Mike’s house, when we snuck out and saw my first midnight movie. Which also happened to be the GREATEST of all midnight movies; The Rocky Horror Picture Show.
I had heard a little about this movie. I knew it was a rock-n-roll Frankenstein musical with transvestites. (transvestite used to be an actual word, look it up). My friend Mike, and his friend Steve, who drove us – he was the only one of us with a car – had no clue what it was about. They just knew there was something forbidden about it.
The crowd in line for tickets outside the Camp Bowie theater was a complete mess. Were they drunk? Stoned? Maybe both, I couldn’t tell. But they were loud… laughing and singing and smoking ……. they scared the living shit out of me. Most of them were totally overly-costumed – ripped fishnets, pearls, blue eye shadow… and that was just the boys.
“Those are some ugly-ass chicks”, was all Steve could say.
We waited in Steve’s car for the crowd to go inside, downed a couple wine coolers, then sauntered up to the window to get our tickets.
“Are you boys virgins?” from the man behind the glass.
“Hell No!” Steve, of course.
“Ooooookay then. You have fun”
Luckily for us, the theater wasn’t too full and we were able to get a row to ourselves close to the back.
But before the movie started, there were a few announcements from a rotund chick in sequined gold shorty-shorts and matching top hat; “No smoking”, “No throwing prunes” – followed by laughs, “No spitting.” the theater erupted with the response,
“SWALLOW!”
And finally, “Are there any virgins here tonight?”
“HELL NO!” from Steve again.
The entire theater turned and looked at us. Pretty sure they could tell that we were.
“Looks like we have some cherries to pop tonight.”
The three of us had no idea what we were in for.
The room went dark, big red lips appeared on the screen, the entire crowd started singing Science Fiction Double Feature…… and I was enthralled. Steve kept yelling, “Shut the hell up!” and I wondered why had we brought him? Oh yeah, he had the car. I was then pelted with rice – “Stop throwing shit!” from Steve, of course – as a group of costumed actors shadowed all the big screen action on the little three foot stage/ledge in front. When the audience started shooting water guns straight into the air, everyone – sans the three of us – held newspapers over their heads to stay dry. By the time they started dancing The Time Warp in the isles, I knew I was hooked…..I had found my people.
The Rocky Horror Picture Show isn’t just a movie.
It’s an experience.
Most movies are the sit quietly and watch kind, but not this one. Audience partici…..pation is what it’s all about. Sing along, yell at the screen, even dance in the isles – anything goes.
It isn’t too difficult to see why the small-town, sixteen-year-old me, who still didn’t know just how he fit into the world, would relate to a glam-rock movie with a clear message of;
“Just be who you are”
I’ve seen this movie dozens of times since that night, and it never fails to enchant me. Occasionally, I’d stumble upon it on late night TV, and watch it by myself… singing every song out loud. But the absolute best way to watch it is on the big screen, with a seasoned crowd… and a few virgins who don’t know what they’re in for.
The Rocky Horror Picture Show is the longest running theatrical release in the United States. It has never been pulled by 20th Century Fox from its original 1975 release, and it continues to play in movie theaters today. Based on the British stage play The Rocky Horror Show written by Richard O’Brian. Released in 1975 to some pretty terrible reviews, the film began to develop a cult following when it was limited to midnight showings in New York and California near college campuses. Audience members naturally began talking back to the screen and singing along with the soundtrack. Some theaters encouraged movie-goers to wear costumes by granting free admission and it didn’t take long for props to be included; noise-makers, toast, squirt guns, prunes, etc….
I found the original trailer on the Youtubes.
Why the sudden revived interest in R.H.P.S.?
So glad you asked.
This weekend is my birthday – a pretty significant one. And what better way to celebrate a half century of life than to revisit one of my favorite teenage memories?
The Texas Theater (where they captured Lee Harvey Oswald) and Cinewilde (Oak Cliff’s only LGBTQ film series) have graciously agreed to show The Rocky Horror Picture Show (this fFriday, November 16th @ 9:30pm) ……. just for my birthday.
Please, join me if you dare, I’d love to share this gem with y’all….
Especially if you’re a virgin.
Happy Birthday 👄
Thanks Susan!!
Wising you a fantastic birthday. Enjoy the Time Warp!! One of the only movies I have watched more than once, more like 30 times, it always puts me in a great mood.
Thank you Dee! Same here!!! I love sharing it with friends who don’t know a thing about it!!!
What an amazing way to celebrate your momentous birthday!! This movie is perfection. My friends and I went to the midnight show in Illinois several times during high school. We are now scattered across the country but we got together last summer at one friend’s home, and watched Rocky. We sang all the songs and danced all the dances, like when we were teens (we’re now older than you)! Tim Curry was just as sexy as I remembered. Thanks for posting this, and I hope you have a completely fantastic time tomorrow night!!
Happy Birthday!
Dude! So cool! I haven’t been a virgin in a long time! I turned 50 two years ago…there would have been NO better way to do it then by the Time Warp! Although Jeff and I can’t make it from Ohio, Thanks for the invitation and HAVE FUN! … And Happy Birthday!
–Erik
Thanks Erik. We saw Xanadu this past summer and it was so much fun I knew immediately that I wanted a movie night for my big 5 Ohhh!
A toast to you! What a fabulous birthday celebration! I will dance an impromptu Time Warp Friday night in your honor!
Wishing you a fabulous birthday! Enjoy! 😊🎉🎈
Seeeeeeeeeaaan! I saw your post this morning…and all day long I’ve been driving around thinking about you…umm, well, you *and* that delectable madman Dr. Frank N. Furter…with the RHPS soundtrack cranked up loud. The guy pumping gas on the other side even threw me a low-key (and well-timed) “step to the riii-iiiii-iii-iii-iii-ight.” So — much birthday merriment in your honor taking place up here in suburbia today! Have a blast tonight, do lots of folk dancing, and happy birthday!
Thanks Caryn! Wish you had joined us! Even Lenny made it! I had an absolute blast!!!!
First time, I laughed out loud at ‘theres a light (sweet high, earnest,) then the chorus sweeps in (high, slightly arch,) ‘over at the Frankenstein place.’ However, I was the only one who laughed at that bit. Oh well, I loved the dichotomy. It is legendary.