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...reporter that he drove us out of business. My brother and I had retired two years previous to the sale, and were living in Santa Barbara, Calif. We had turned the operation of the San Bernardino unit over to a couple of longtime employees of ours who operated the drive-in for seven years. Ray Kroc was always a great prankster and probably couldn't resist the temptation to needle me. I am sure that he knows that if there had not been any McDonald Bros., he would probably still be selling milkshake machines...
Enter, from left field, the Brothers McDonald-Richard and Maurice. They came to California from New England in 1928 in search of jobs in the movie industry, but became co-owners of a movie theater in Glendora, Calif. In 1940 they opened a hamburger drive-in near Pasadena, and in 1948 converted it to a self-service restaurant with some of the features of a modern McDonald's. "We were the first in the business to use infra-red heat lamps to keep the French fries warm," claims Richard McDonald, now retired in Bedford, N.H. (Maurice died...
Well, what more can I say, except don't fall for the hype, Joe. It's sure to turn up at Penny's Drive-In sooner or later, but I suggest you play poker everynight that it runs, instead. Of course, you could bring your own blanket and nap in the back seat. Because let me tell you. All that stupid sex and bad rock and roll, those mad scientists, those six star generals, and the two dimensional sucker who's the star of the show are bound to put you out cold. Or they should. A lot of cliches...
...sung for no particular reason during the movie), George Martin does music, and hopefully, the producers are covered. Nice try. Live and Let Die is a nice night's entertainment, only if you're the kind of person who drives miles for a Bond triple feature at a drive-in, or you're tired of spending money on Bergman. But it's an idea whose time has passed
...does not do with it. Targets (1968), like most first films, was rough and not fully assimilated, but for all its crudity it had a vigor and invention that Bogdanovich has not approached since. Its long climactic scene, involving a schizophrenic sniper picking off the patrons of a drive-in theater, was made with the kind of virtuosity that promised an audacious new director. With each subsequent film, the memory of Targets-as well as its promise-grows dimmer...