Drive-Ins basically functioned as cheap motels in their peak in the mid 60s. So the prospect of gettin’ some was a draw but if you weren’t, think about it…it was a weird business proposition: a big swath of land required for what is an undeniably crappy experience.
When audiences atrophied theatre owners began to show exploitation films – like this one – which also happens to be about drive-in culture. Neat eh?
The Drive-In Massacre movie poster is duplicated in the first ten minutes as a sword-wielding freak starts dispatching movie-goers. Gotta admit, that was pretty cool. However it’s followed by the classic film cliché: the zooming in on a newspaper headline.
Some bored Barney Miller-types are called into action bemoaning “every nut in town’s gonna be callin’ in claimin’ credit!”
The drive-in manager “the perfect asshole” Austin Johnson is questioned and says of his clientele, “they’re all one big zit and long hair.” He oversees staff…
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