Rocky Horror: Everybody is a Slut.

So, in the spirit of Halloween (no pun intended), I decided to watch The Rocky Horror Picture Show. First of all, wicked good movie. Second of all, Tim Curry is absolutely hilarious. Third of all, Susan Sarandon is a wicked Hussie. And lastly, the "Time Warp" is probably the most "get stuck in your head forever" song I've ever heard. 

So I won't talk about it in too much detail, but I just noticed something when I was watching it the other night. The basic outline of the movie is that Susan Sarandon and Barry Bostwick are young lovers who somehow stumble into a castle of transvestites. If that last sentence didn't make you laugh, I'm mad at you. 

So, anyway. They get freaked out when all these misfit freakazoids break out into song and dance every two seconds, and then when Tim Curry murders Meat Loaf (hey, somebody's got to), they want to leave. But can they?! NO! When can you ever get away from singing and dancing transvestites from Transylvania? That's just unheard of. 

Moving on, blah blah blah Tim Curry pretty much thinks he's Frankenstein and just creates a man out of thin air. This man is obviously Rocky, and he is a beefcake of a man who is subjected to only wearing this gold speedo. First of all, Susan and Barry are forced to sleep in different beds in different rooms. To make a long story short, Tim Curry pretty much rapes them both. But when he goes into Susan Sarandon's room, he pretends to be her love, Barry Bostwick. When she finds out it's not Barry and is in fact Tim Curry, she puts up a little pitiful fight, and then lets him do whatever he wants. So here, a normal person would be like "Oh my god, she just cheated on her boyfriend!" Then what does she do two minutes later? She screws Rocky too. 

Here Rocky is, a newly made man, and he doesn't know what the Christ is going on. For God's sake, he doesn't even know how to talk. So as Susan Sarandon is seducing him, she is singing "Touch-a-touch-a-touch-a-touch me! I want to be dirty!" Which just makes me think that Susan is a wicked whore. If I heard any girl say that, I would touch their face with my fist. Then I'd shove their face in the mud or something. 

Then Barry Bostwick finds out and he's like "eh, women right? what are you gonna do." 

Whatever, despite the fact that Susan Sarandon is a slut, I love this movie. 

I thought of a random memory today while I was at work. It has nothing to do with Rocky Horror. This past summer, while we were in Martha's Vineyard, we were talking about how bartenders do this thing where you put Bacardi Limon in the long neck of a Corona. We were saying how cool of an idea this was. It wasn't until later that Franklin and Schroeder told me that my dad walked out to them on the deck (it was late morning) and had a Corona in his hand. Then he says to them, "Yeah I put McGuilicuddy's in the neck. Pretty good." To which they just started laughing at him. Because honestly, how AWFUL that must have tasted. A MINT schnapps mixed with a CORONA. I'm getting sick just thinking about it. Leave it up to my dad to mix anything with anything. That man would mix tomato juice with rum. 

-Jenny