I’m not talking about lust, but something much more innocent. I’m struggling to put this feeling into exact words – imagine a sense of wanting a deep friendship and of caring for this fictional character. Can you picture said character? I’m guessing everyone has one. Well, mine is (and forever will be) Seymour Krelborn from Little Shop of Horrors. This love of Seymour spiraled into an appreciation for all things Rick Moranis-related, but for today we will focus on Little Shop of Horrors.
Beyond my love for Seymour, Little Shop of Horrors is a perfect movie for me. Directed by Frank Oz in 1986, this is a movie where every single piece pushes all of my right buttons. I watched the film three times over two days in preparation for this article and each time I found a new bit to swoon over. A line reading I hadn’t caught before, a bit of pure genius in the form of puppetry, or a lyric. Little Shop of Horrors isn’t bright and cheerful in either looks or mood, but the songs and acting turn it into a great time. I dare anyone to listen to the soundtrack and not sing-a-long or find themselves bobbing their heads. Don’t tell me if you don’t – it just means that I won’t trust you ever again as nothing could sway me from adoring Little Shop of Horrors.
• The way Orin Scrivello (Steve Martin) says “Catchy name. It’s big.” when seeing Audrey II for the first time.
• The squeak Audrey gives when finding out the name of the plant.
• Audrey II and Seymour dancing with one another during "Feed Me."
• Audrey II checking the payphone for change after setting a trap.
• The way Audrey II’s lips tremble saying “How ‘bout that Auuuuudrreeeyy?”
• Crystal, Ronette, and Chiffon – no particular scene, I love them in general.
If you haven’t seen Little Shop of Horrors, what are you waiting for? You won’t be disappointed as it will give you everything from Rick Moranis, giant puppet plants, murder, and music. If that’s not a good time, then I don’t know what is.