The Rocky Horror Picture Show has something to do with a couple of squares who crash a lingerie party, but it was hard to tell because of all the shouting. It seemed like anytime anything happened on the screen, some loud-mouth in the audience had a smart-alec remark. And anytime there was a musical number, everyone started dancing and thrusting. I couldn't make heads-or-tails out of it. The entire audience was inconsiderate and rude. I paid good money to watch a film, and it was interrupted every few seconds. And it's a little too chilly to show up to the theater in your undergarments. They're called pants, people. Get with the program! Why the theater management would allow these ruffians to throw stuff everywhere is beyond me. It was 90 minutes of pure hooliganism. Rice and toilet paper was everywhere. Who does that? Someone has to clean it up.
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