My 40-plus-year history with Richard O’Brien’s Rocky Horror—both the midnight movie craze and the original stage incarnation that inspired it—made me shiver with anxious anticipation as I walked into Roundabout Theatre Company's current Broadway revival. Talk about a time warp.
Director Sam Pinkleton’s revival adequately captures the musical’s surface-level plot of sexual exploration, but by focusing almost exclusively on camp, it at best fails and at worst ignores what’s underneath, thereby eliminating the text’s trans allegory.
