Yeah, I know, I’m a novelist, not a screenwriter or a movie expert. But there’s something universal about movies, isn’t there? You put ten people in a room and refer to a scene from a novel, you’ll get blank looks from at least half of them, even if it’s a huge book. But refer to a movie? Or, don’t even refer to it, just say a single buzzword – “Inconceivable” or “Yippie-kay-yay” or “Stella” or, shiver, “Redrum” and everyone’s on the same page. So I want to step away from novels for a second and talk about movies.
Specifically, summer movies. More specifically, summer drive-in movies.
Do you still have a drive-in close to your house? I live in a tourist area, and maybe that summer influx of visitors is what allows our local drive-in to stay in business. Maybe it’s their reliable, steady marketing – they’ve been having Dusk-to-Dawn four-movies-in-one-night specials every summer holiday weekend since I was a kid, and they’re still going strong. Still keeping the tradition alive.