The main event is just wandering around the picturesque town of Petaluma, especially the main streets where the movie was filmed, and seeing all the great cars parked on the street and cruising the Boulevard in an endless loop.
It’s odd how, even though the film was set in 1962, it’s people around my age who were babies or not even born then who are most nostalgic about the movie. I remember when the film came out in 1973, it sparked an early sixties style and music revival at my school. We were all showing up for class in bobby sox and greaser gear and listening to Chuck Berry.
This is not, incidentally, the universal response to films of this sort:
So why is it that when THE movie about the Seventies, Dazed and Confused, came out in 1993, it never got kids wearing elephant bells and listening to Foghat? Oh, yeah, because most everything that came out of the Seventies as far as style and music was crap. Don’t blame me for that decade. I was living in Germany listening to Bowie and Reggae.
Seventies style, crap?
Um, well, yeah, I suppose it was.