During the off season, when we are normally 1 somewhat confined indoors, we often set up those little stubby-legged pool chairs in front of the living room LCD display, rearrange the wireless speakers next to them, turn out the lights and screen a family favorite or two.
Adding to the spirit is dry, over-cooked popcorn that is then saturated with a secret yellow chemical 2 only vaguely resembling butter. If we’ve had time, also served (in the same white doily edged cardboard half-containers every snack bar uses) are “hot dogs” we’ve left warming on the grill all day. Mm-mm, can you say
Finally, during particularly tense/funny scenes 3 either Nora or myself will suddenly stand up and block the Astas’ view, simulating the typical over-sized Ford/Chevy Penis Substitute driving moron as he insists on NOT parking in the back row. 4
We miss the quiet drives back home after the movies end, but are still treated to the pleasure of gently lifting and carrying the Astas upstairs to bed.
An ongoing debate in the Charles manse is over what would make the best drive-in double feature.
Opinions vary as often as fashions, weather and political promises. With the fall/winter releases, I’ve updated my double-bill selection. Musicals, the both of them, that deal with change and growth.
Because, yes… I am that sensitive. 5
- That word has already lost most of its usefulness vis a vis traditional weather patterns, thanks to (nonexistent) global warming. ↩
- All we can say is this: one must have a license to purchase it; it is dear, and only by the ounce; and you must wear plastic gloves to handle it. ↩
- Or mise-en-scènes that escaped the rating board’s (Nora) notice; it’s almost tragic how often gratuitous violence populates films any more. ↩
- We find our-self with this duty more often than not; it has been decided – by unanimous family vote – that we more credibly emit…aromas…that mimic, both in volume and scent, that of the noxious rednecks’ carriages. ↩
- What? You think your choices would be better? ↩