Early odds-on favorite for "best read of the week" if not the month, and certainly something to revisit when preparing for a Larry Cohen or Ted. V. Mikels kick! I've only been to a drive-in once, sadly, as a wee tyke, and the nearest ones I'm aware of are in far-off lands like San Jose and Sacramento- places I'd probably need a car to get to (how ludicrous!) Maybe I can convince another car-owning cinephile in my area to make a road trip. If Tab Hunter or anyone else were running Marguerite Duras triple-bills at one of these joints I'd consider buying a vehicle myself!

Part of my growing up was done on Waverly Drive in Los Angeles, where, from the back of our property atop a hill, my cousin and I could look out at the Los Feliz Drive-In theatre and watch movies -- without any sound, of course. But it was still fun, for awhile. I also recall going to plenty of drive-ins as a teenager, mostly for making-out rather than for the movie. Although being a huge movie fan, I would often forget about the making-out and simply get involved in the film (sometimes, I suspect, to the delight of my date, and occasionally to her dismay). When, as an adult, I went back to a drive-in for the first time in years, the quality of the screen and the sound were so awful, I detertmined never to go to one again. But, ah, reading Mr. Cozzalio's appreciative and very long article was a joyous experience that brought back SO many memories. As Brian's earlier comment notes, this is certainly one of, if not THE, read of the week. Maybe the month.