The wonderful actor Tim Curry made this cross dressing evil cherub into a cultural icon, both on stage and also in the 1975 film version, which was titled “The Rocky Horror Picture Show.” With the proper commitment, you can go too far wrong as a cross dressing mad scientist who introduces himself with the lyric, “I just a sweet transvestite from Transexual, Transylvania.” In Theatre Harrisburg production, Joseph Chubb inhabits this star making role with a panache that Curry would approve. There a lot of rubbing and pantomiming (and just plain panting) as a variety of sexual activities unfold on stage, some in vertical beds. No nudity or actual, you know, though.
To my surprise, it was an attractive middle aged woman and when she saw the error of her ways and my surprise, she simply lifted an apologetic hand into a wave and smiled. I understood and my anger dissipated. I vowed to learn from this kind soul, who in her humanity, really “didn’t see me.”.
While the oldest and youngest of us gabbed, standing at the crossing under a crystal clear afternoon sky, my daughter and her younger second cousin placed about 15 coins on the steel rails, marking the placements with rusted spikes and cleats they found scattered among the rail bed gravel. As we assembled there, an occasional car or truck drove by, crossing the tracks, and we all exchanged friendly waves. I could imagine the drivers and passengers saying to each other, “Bless her heart, Katie sure does enjoy her city kin’s visits.
Yep, they’re talking about an Iron Fist movie, and right now, this comic book is not in high demand. I have a feeling it will be though. Right now it’s guided at $160 for a low NM 9.2. Fizdale pregame comments, on his team playing the Suns: desperados, fighting for crumbs on the table. That really what it is. A made basket by Dotson was taken off the scoreboard with 7:01 left in the first quarter, reviewed almost three minutes after the shot and ruled to be a shot clock violation.
But paradoxically, we also have the whole issue of fame and celebrity, which confuses things. At the same time as we are finding that we’re getting the kind of communal stroking the cyber grooming that we long for, we also start to think, hmmm, maybe I’m a celebrity now. That desire to have relationships with people in which they know a lot about you and you don’t have to know anything about them, which is sort of the quintessential celebrity relationship that creeps in, and it skews things quite a bit..