I'm A Rocki Whore

I arrived home last night to find several packages containing porn on my doorstep, but I was most excited about the one from Wicked Pictures. I've been eagerly awaiting (and dreading) the release of their epic Rocki Whore Picture Show since sometime last year, perusing backstage photos, watching YouTube BTS footage, interviewing director Brad Armstrong, and generally making a fuss. I'm one of those horribly geeky, die-hard, midnight-show-attending, dressing-up-in-leather Rocky Horror Picture Show fans, and I'm trapped between terror that the Wicked version will be a let down and total cringe-fest of badly botched rip-off, and slobbering excitement and hope that it might be a well-executed musical tribute to the original, with hardcore sex inserted where it's always been skipped over before. I'm leaning toward the latter of the two options; Brad Armstrong informed me that he wrote and directed the film to be as respectful as possible to the original and to its rabid fans, and though they couldn't get the rights to the original music, he said they wanted it to be more of an homage than a play-by-play ripoff, so I'm optimistic this will be good. I'll watch the movie for next week's review in WHACK! magazine, and I've got fingers crossed!

In the meantime, I'm even more optimistic because Wicked obviously is giving this film a lot of love and a LOT of promo! Some photos of my elaborate "unboxing" process...

Fingers crossed and pelvic thrusts, my little whores!