Given
the mixture of silly and sublime pleasures one could enjoy at the neighborhood
drive-in theater in the heyday of that particular exhibition format, there was
probably a great—or at least highly entertaining—movie to be made about the
misadventures of teenagers during one eventful night at a Texas drive-in.
Sadly, Drive-In is not that movie,
although the picture’s quite harmless as a nostalgia piece. The reason the
flick disappoints is that it tries to be a sex comedy but lacks any scandalous
content, and that it tries to present an interwoven ensemble story but fails to
present sufficiently dynamic characters to sustain interest. As portrayed by a
group of no-name actors whose skill levels range from competent to nonexistent,
the characters in Drive-In are mostly
just clichéd rednecks, with such familiar types as the virginal good guy, the
town slut (with a heart of gold), the smartass fat kid, and the mouth-breathing
troublemaker on display. Nearly every beat of the movie is predictable, and the
comic highlights—the waterbed in a swinger’s van gets knifed by an angry woman,
would-be robbers get recognized by a neighbor while committing a crime—are
tepid at best.
The principal storyline involves gangly high-school redhead
Orville (Glenn Morshower, who later became a fine character actor)
inadvertently wooing raven-haired sexpot Glowie (Lisa Lemole) away from her
violent boyfriend, Enoch (Billy Miliken). This romantic triangle culminates in
a fistfight at the drive-in. Meanwhile, two local yokels attempt to rob the
theater’s box office, but their would-be crime is married by bad lack and
incompetence. Sprinkled between these storylines are goofy subplots such as the
running gag of a drunken cowboy suffering through a night on the town with his
overbearing mother. The only clever element of Drive-In is the movie within the movie, which is displayed onscreen at
the main location. Disaster ’76 is an
amusing spoof of the disaster genre, so every time a new scene is shown, Disaster ’76 incorporates another epic
hardship—plane malfunctions, shark-infested waters, towering infernos, etc.
Getting back to the overall movie, Drive-In
features such fondly remembered tropes as people sneaking into the theater by
hiding in car trunks, and the temporary suspension of the feature attraction
during a brief rainstorm. As such, Drive-In
does an okay job of capturing a social ritual that’s largely disappeared from
the American experience.
Drive-In: FUNKY
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