Don't Dream It Be It

Yesterday I saw Rocky Horror Picture Show and wow and doublewow how I loved it! I can't remember who it was, that recommended me this film years ago, most likely it was Kim. Most likely I imagined it to be very gay, as in supergaygay, like Velvet Goldmine. I saw Velvet Goldmine with Kim and thought it was a shallow dumb film, full of vain gayety all around in the scenes. And that's also why he loved it I thought (or maybe he really just loved it cause of Brian Molko, coming off smashing gay and all). Don't get me wrong, I like gay, I have always loved the gay thing (don't know what to call it?), LOVED! It wasn't really the gayness that I disliked either. Brian Molko was indeed very hot in that film. For me he was the only good thing in there. I just hated the drugstyle, the rock-don't-respect anything attitude in Velvet Goldmine, it was uncharming and I thought it lacked soul (just my opinion though, maybe you loved it and maybe I'm just a bit ignorant).

Rocky Horror Picture Show was very gay for sure, but in a lovely cool deep way, it was not a hollow goldmine. When I discovered it was a musical, I became quickly very disappointed, but my disappointment changed when Tim Curry came in. I just remember him as the scary clown in Stephen Kings It, were he really is terrible and frightening. It didn't matter that Rocky Horror Picture Show was a singing film, the songs had funky lyrics, the costumes were trans and goth and punk and wonderful, it was dark humoured, violent and spunky and oh boy what a great actor Tim Curry is! It really shows in this film. I was totally blown away, moved and touched. He plays the wedding priest in the beginning of the film, later on, he is the gay transvestite from outer space. I loved how he stood with his back to the newly weds, with his face to the the wall, sour and grumpy. I wondered if it was a symbolic little thing they added, to show a distance between the normal (wedding) and the bizarre (gay).

It all made me want to be gay, really, really. After all I have dreamed of living a life, a reality like that; you know with the old castle, the horror themed clothes, the metrosexual aura, massive amounts of fog and dry bubblebaths in living rooms. Cocktail parties every monday and never ever grey office work, just a life of fun and frivolous joy and nonsense. Teasing your friends without hurting anyone, cause you would all be just as awkward... If life was like that, it wouldn't matter when you died, every day would be a new game of confetti wonders, a new day with friends. Friends that were gay like you, like us, or strange like me. You could really shine and be yourself if life were like that, be your own superstar. You would never need TV, made up heroes, or lies to make yourself feel better. And most of all, you would stick together, you wouldn't be separated from your friends as soon as you became an adult, to live a pointless boring life, in a box of money and normalhood. You wouldn't live in a neighborhood were everyone was tired and bored, only sharing weather talk and flat hello's. You wouldn't need daydreams and nobody would take drugs, if life were more fun and loving...

This film almost had it all, if you forget scary, it had it all. It was romantic and bitter. I saw it as a fun little ode to the outsiders, the gay and the weird. They sang about a satanic mechanic and I bet the satanic mechanic knows, what it is to be an outsider, in a life of uniforms and plainness. It was all about how to live your dream, to be yourself in a world were everyone, are just like everybody else.

How marvelous wouldn't it be if the local priest were living like this after work: