The Rocky Horror Show: Roundabout Rolls Out a Not So Hot Patootie
4 / 10
The company agreeably perambulates through Pinkleton’s competent though surprisingly uninventive staging of The Rocky Horror Show that churns up a decent amount of laughs and entertainment and yet offers little in the way of remarkable sex appeal or bizarre atmosphere. An inability or unwillingness to cue the audience into responding at least to a few of the show’s obvious gags sacrifices the potential communal satisfaction which the film’s ritual delivers. Reflecting upon this conventional effort, it’s too bad Roundabout no longer leases that funky basement theater space underneath an Eighth Avenue supermarket in Chelsea – now there was a properly seedy joint for a weird manifestation of The Rocky Horror Show.



