24th March 2010, 6:00 PM
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Some years back, someone here was asking about the appeal of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. "Why don't people flock to another campy musical, say, Little Shop of Horrors?" I didn't end up seeing LSoH until years later, but god damn, I loved it. Audrey is awkward in how mousy she is, Steve Martin hams it up, Rick Moranis is an em-effin' shoe-in, and the plant puppetry is actually pretty damned impressive. Speaking of which, since the thing was so huge, and the lip parts so bulky and slow, they had to speed up footage of its speaking parts to seem normal. In frames where you see other actors singing with it, the actor is actually lip-syncing in slow motion.
And the SONGS! I would give my first-born-child to have three black teenage girls follow me around and sing the narration of my life.
When someone was making the aforementioned point above, I think I responded that the intersect of camp, homage to older science-fiction and horror B-movies, confused sexuality, catchy tunes, and Tim Curry in stockings and four-inch-heels is both profoundly disturbing and fascinating. That's still true today, but having seen I've seen Little Shop of Horrors, I would love to see a cult following for this flick. Performing it onstage in front of a movie screen would be more difficult, but I'd sure as hell go, and dress up as one of the characters.
Yum yum, goth girls with low self-esteem in a low-cut top, no bra, a Mary-Sue haircut, talking in a voice that's almost Jennifer Tilly and somehow even more annoying.
Some years back, someone here was asking about the appeal of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. "Why don't people flock to another campy musical, say, Little Shop of Horrors?" I didn't end up seeing LSoH until years later, but god damn, I loved it. Audrey is awkward in how mousy she is, Steve Martin hams it up, Rick Moranis is an em-effin' shoe-in, and the plant puppetry is actually pretty damned impressive. Speaking of which, since the thing was so huge, and the lip parts so bulky and slow, they had to speed up footage of its speaking parts to seem normal. In frames where you see other actors singing with it, the actor is actually lip-syncing in slow motion.
And the SONGS! I would give my first-born-child to have three black teenage girls follow me around and sing the narration of my life.
When someone was making the aforementioned point above, I think I responded that the intersect of camp, homage to older science-fiction and horror B-movies, confused sexuality, catchy tunes, and Tim Curry in stockings and four-inch-heels is both profoundly disturbing and fascinating. That's still true today, but having seen I've seen Little Shop of Horrors, I would love to see a cult following for this flick. Performing it onstage in front of a movie screen would be more difficult, but I'd sure as hell go, and dress up as one of the characters.
Yum yum, goth girls with low self-esteem in a low-cut top, no bra, a Mary-Sue haircut, talking in a voice that's almost Jennifer Tilly and somehow even more annoying.