Join us to celebrate genre and cult classics, and the odder, less-travelled roads of moviedom. When it comes to cult films, they really don’t come cultier (or better enjoyed while wearing fishnets and in a similarly attired crowd) than The Rocky Horror Picture Show, showing at Picturehouses across the land this Halloween.
Adapted from his hit stage musical, Richard O’Brien’s transgressive tale of the sweet transvestite from transsexual Transylvania, Frank-N-Furter (the peerless Tim Curry), was a flop when it was first released in 1975. It only roared to life when a desperate studio marketing executive put on midnight screenings and encouraged the audience to dress up and join in, turning the musical into a counter-cultural phenomenon that still endures. So, altogether now: it’s just a step to the left…
If your fave black basque happens to be in the wash, then worry not. This August we’re celebrating the 30th anniversary of one of the greatest teen movies ever made: Michael Lehmann’s succulently dark and wickedly funny Heathers (13 Aug). The ’80s was, of course, the golden decade of the teen movie, but while John Hughes charted the sunnier side of American adolescence in films like Pretty In Pink and Ferris Bueller’s Day Off, there was a darker sensibility to be seen in movies like Lucas and River’s Edge. The granddaddy of the subversive teen movie is Heathers. Christian Slater channels his best teenage Jack Nicholson as anti-hero J.D. Dean, a trenchcoat-sporting, cigarette-smoking new boy at Westburgh High, a school run by a vicious clique of girls called The Heathers. Winona Ryder is Veronica, a reluctant clique member with growing qualms about the snotty set-up, and together she and J.D. launch a murderous campaign of vengeance against the school’s oppressors.
Dark, disturbing and as acidly relevant now as it was three decades ago, Heathers is a teen comedy as if made by David Lynch, and the perfect film to revisit on its 30th birthday on the big screen.