Lesson #107: Rocky Horror

Lawyer Housemate, Club Manager Housemate, The Vet and I are all big fans of The Rocky Horror Picture Show — though I am the only one to have ever seen a live action version of it. Anyway, when we found out the touring company was going to be in town, we decided we had to go.

Best. Theatre. Ever.

It was SO much fun. I’m used to seeing live versions in which a bunch of people get up in costume and mime the film that’s playing on a giant screen behind them, but this was a stage performance like any other musical. Except that it had audience participation like you do at any performance of the show. And then after the curtain call, the entire audience did the Time Warp. We’re talking some serious fun.*

So in honour of the house excursion** to the theatre tonight, a little bit about Rocky Horror…

The film is an adaptation of the stage show, which I didn’t know. Until a few weeks ago, I had never heard of it being onstage. It was first produced in London in 1973 with Tim Curry*** in the role of Frank N. Furter. When the production moved to Los Angeles in 1974 and then Broadway in 1975, Curry stayed with the part. There are 29 different cast recordings of the show. (Seriously! 29!) The movie, with an ongoing limited release since its original release in 1975, is the longest running film release in history, which is pretty cool! Audience participation began in 1977 in the US at midnight runs of the movie.

If you want to get a bit of a look at the show we saw, see the official tour website. Otherwise, you can read up on the show in general here.

*There was a country type who evidently knew nothing at all about the show attending with his girlfriend sitting next to Lawyer Housemate and he was not impressed with the more risque aspects of the show. Apparently at the end of the floor show when Rocky all but mounted Brad, there were some “Jesus!”es and some “Oh dear Lord!”s. Funnily, this was exactly the point where I turned to The Vet and said something very similar in a completely different context.

**Urban Planner Housemate had never seen Rocky Horror until recently and he did not like it at all…not for any puritanical repression, he just doesn’t like musicals. Marine Biologist Housemate is away home for spring break, so she didn’t come either.

***I love Tim Curry!


Lesson #88: My Favourite Movie

I’m having a cheating day of sorts. I was busy today and when I wasn’t busy, I sat myself in front of my computer with a beer and watched my very favourite movie of all time.

And I learned that even though I’ve probably seen said movie about 100 times, I can still see things I’ve never seen before. In fact, today I noticed two actors in very small parts who I hadn’t noticed were in it, one detail of a meal at the end of the film that tied back to a line at the beginning and a continuity error. I like that I can see the same movie so many times and still have it be new in ways.*

On a completely unrelated note, I learned that sardines that are over 6″ in length are sometimes called pilchards. Also, there are 21 species of fish classified as sardines. Oddly, I learned that from a friend’s Facebook status update. Yup, my friends are nerds too!

*Although, admittedly, I’m pretty close to being at the point where there’s nothing new for me to see.

**Sort of. It’s apparently a sort of back fields kind of thing where riders take their horses over hedges and stuff. But I’ve never been and there’s beer and I’ve got nothing better to do, so why not?

Lesson #85: Fireflies on the British Isles

Urban Planner Housemate and I decided to watch a movie tonight. I didn’t care what we watched, so he perused the house’s small, but odd, movie collection and came across an anime film (belonging to Club Manager Housemate) called Grave of the Fireflies. Apparently it’s a classic. Until tonight, I had never seen any anime, so I don’t know the difference one way or the other. Anyway, early in the movie it comes out that he’s never seen a firefly.

My soul cries. I *love* fireflies.

This led us to a half hour discussion after the movie (which is incredibly depressing) about whether or not there are fireflies on the British Isles. It turns out that there are a few counties in England that have fireflies, but they do not live on the Isle of Man or Ireland. Which explains why he’s never seen one.