
1975 · Jim Sharman
After getting a flat tire in the middle of nowhere, newly engaged couple Brad and Janet encounter the eerie mansion of the flamboyant, seductive Dr Frank-N-Furter and a variety of eccentric characters. Through elaborate dance and rock music, the mad scientist unveils his latest creation: a perfect, muscular man.
dir. Jim Sharman · 1975
A flop on release in 1975, Richard O'Brien and Jim Sharman's glam-rock Frankenstein pastiche found its true form a year later at midnight screenings in Greenwich Village, where audiences began talking back, dressing up, and throwing rice — inventing, more or less, participatory cinema. It has never stopped playing since: the longest continuous theatrical run in film history. The film itself is a loving demolition of B-movie inheritance — Universal horror, atomic-age sci-fi, the RKO logo winked at in song — staged with West End theatricality and powered by O'Brien's genuinely great songbook. At its center stands Tim Curry's Frank-N-Furter, corseted, imperious, and wholly unbothered, one of the most liberating performances ever filmed; for generations of queer viewers the movie was less entertainment than permission. Sharman shoots it in lurid reds and laboratory silvers at Bray Studios, Hammer horror's old home, so the parody haunts the actual haunted house. Half a century on, the shadow-cast ritual persists in theaters worldwide — audiences performing beneath the screen, completing a film that was never quite finished without them.
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