I remember seeing “Meatballs” at a drive-in theater during the late 70′s. Apparently film critics didn’t appreciate the incredible underlying complexity of this masterpiece in the same way I did. But then again, eleven-year-old boys were able to see artistic merit in anything that involved hot-dog eating contests and characters with “very active glands”. Dedicated to the end of another summer… always a bittersweet time of year.
BONUS!!! As long as we’re having a “Meatballs” flashback, we might as well include this little gem from the soundtrack, too…
