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I just rewatched it at the theater for the first time in a while. Here's my review on Letterboxd for anyone who is interested:

Wow, it's been fifty years since the mother of all cult movies started its run in 1975 on the midnight movie circuit. During that time, I've seen it in packed theaters where rice, toast, and water are flying through the air on cue, and audience members dance and yell at the screen in unison. "You sure know how to pick your friends", "bloody rubbers", and of course, "asshole!", referring to Brad Majors, to name a few. I've also watched it on Blu-ray often during this spooky time of year.

But tonight, I watched it with maybe twenty other people in a theater, with no dancing, yelling, or flying objects. Instead, I quietly immersed myself in this sexy spoof of twentieth-century monster and sci-fi films. With a beautiful, glammed-out cast that is captured in vividly saturated color, a deliciously decadent script, and devilishly clever rockers and ballads, it still has a strange, mesmerizing pull all these decades later.

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