I often get asked why I hate Rocky Horror Picture Show. A lot of people know how much I love costuming, Halloween, decorating, and musicals and, as such, as soon as October rolls around, the Rocky Horror invites start pouring into my inbox.
I got my first one of the season today so I thought I’d post my contribution to the interesting conversation it sparked. Feel free to discuss as long as you remain respectful about it.
“Samhain is my favourite time of year. Beauty, mystery, and darkness …
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“and then BAM there’s Rocky Horror with its annoying songs and general foolishness.
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“Never fails to kill the mood. Some people find it fun and that’s alright. But for me it’s like trying to meditate with someone playing a vuvuzela in the corner.
Usually it’s just irritation but then you’ve got the other obnoxious baggage that comes with it, such as people suddenly thinking it’s acceptable to say “tranny” (It’s not. No moreso than “faggot”) and tossing around words like “trap” and “shemale” out of the context of the porn industry where they belong. Transsexuals appreciate having their condition sexualized about as much as little people or the Deaf.
Do I like hot guys in lingerie? I sure do! I’m sure there are fun elements to Rocky Horror but there are issues that it inevitably brings to light. Issues that it addresses with the sensitivity and tact of a sledgehammer. It’s for that reason I want to tear my hair out when I hear The Time Warp. I just can’t separate the annoying and offensive crap from the rest of it, which means I really can’t enjoy the show.
I’m sorry for rambling. I just feel the need to explain why I grouchily snarl at other people’s fun. It’s not for nothing, I promise.”