Preceded by Short Drive-In Blues (Jan Krawitz, USA, 1986): In a nostalgic documentary on the golden days and decline of the so-called "passion pits," Krawitz "lovingly evokes the age of the outdoor movie theater, one of those eras that has passed, but not without leaving a treasury of memories for sentimental slobs everywhere" (Tom Shales). Photographed by Thomas Ott. (28 mins, Color, 16mm, From Direct Cinema) No matter how seriously we take our movies, we should not forget the pleasures of the outrageous and the absurd. It's great to have gourmet cuisine, but there are the delights of junk-food, too. I am forever indebted to Barry Gifford's "Unforgettable Films" series at PFA for introducing me to the wacky Cold War low-budgeter, Shack Out on 101. The sublime moments are a very young, gawky Lee Marvin and more recognizable Keenan Wynn seeming to steal the movie. Did anybody write their parts or direct them? Or did they just run amok? (EK) Gifford writes, "The secret of this movie is that nobody has to act in it. And it's a good thing, too....(T)his spy drama from the smack-dab middle of the 1950s is an almost perfect, semitrashy set piece; everybody has a good time. The setting is a beanery near a missile base....It doesn't matter who the spy really is: everyone sits around on stools and makes comments not unlike the characters in the Arizona cafe in The Petrified Forest....This movie is a dead-on minimalist portrait of America at its most paranoid. It's the one to show the history class."