An article in the Sunday New York Times brought back long-forgotten memories of a truly American institution: the drive-in theater. While I haven’t been to one since I was a teen, they were a part of my formative years’ experiences. I remember horror double features, sneaking guys in the trunk, first kisses, steamy windows, and occasionally a good movie from those days of cheap entertainment. The shrinking drive-in industry is heading towards oblivion, although about 400 remain, dwindling slowly from a high of about 4,000 in 1958. Today’s version eliminates the need for the awkward speaker box with the always too-short cord, replace by tuning in one’s FM radio to hear the movie, assuming people still go there to actually watch and listen to the movie! As I recall on drive-in dates, I was so intent on the moment and what to do next that I rarely remembered the movie, while my date no doubt was intently focused on the movie, afraid of what I might do next!
Remembering Drive-In Theaters
Remembering Drive-In Theaters
Remembering Drive-In Theaters
An article in the Sunday New York Times brought back long-forgotten memories of a truly American institution: the drive-in theater. While I haven’t been to one since I was a teen, they were a part of my formative years’ experiences. I remember horror double features, sneaking guys in the trunk, first kisses, steamy windows, and occasionally a good movie from those days of cheap entertainment. The shrinking drive-in industry is heading towards oblivion, although about 400 remain, dwindling slowly from a high of about 4,000 in 1958. Today’s version eliminates the need for the awkward speaker box with the always too-short cord, replace by tuning in one’s FM radio to hear the movie, assuming people still go there to actually watch and listen to the movie! As I recall on drive-in dates, I was so intent on the moment and what to do next that I rarely remembered the movie, while my date no doubt was intently focused on the movie, afraid of what I might do next!