Poor, awkward, put-upon florist Seymour thinks he's found a new draw for the flower shop: an odd, one-of-a-kind plant he names Audrey Jr, after the girl he has a crush on. The problem? Audrey Jr. thrives on human blood, and Seymour must hunt for its food to keep it alive and keep the shop in business.
Being familiar, of course, with the musical remake Frank Oz released in 1990, I wasn't expecting the original Little Shop of Horrors, an early Roger Corman cheapie, to be funny. I assumed the deliberately campy, tongue-in-cheek tone of the remake was new, a way of poking fun at a corny old film. I had no idea how much of the humor was there in the original, even things like the excitable masochist (here played by a pre-fame Jack Nicholson) who eagerly thrusts himself upon the sadistic dentist. I shouldn't be surprised, as it shares a lot in common with Corman's fun A Bucket of Blood, both deliberately silly, goofy movies about sad-sack losers who stumble into murder as a way to improve their careers.