Ghost of Dragstrip Hollow

"Ghost of Dragstrip Hollow" was one of the many '50s movies about hot-rodding teens encountering the supernatural. In this case, the teens can't pay the rent for their hangout and get evicted. With nowhere else to go, they decide on an apparently haunted house. As you may have guessed, once they arrive, some weird things start happening. And there's a twist at the end.

There's nothing in this movie that you haven't seen in other movies, but it's nice entertainment nonetheless. My favorite character was the foul-mouthed parrot. Well, let me rephrase that: he didn't talk like a character in a Quentin Tarantino movie, but he said things that we don't expect out of a bird. The movie's pure hokum, but harmless.

I guess my brain removal has finally kicked in, but I enjoyed this slice of teen-age nonsense. The r&r seldom stops along with the twirling teens catching the beat. Add the humorous asides from an array of eccentric characters, including a nerdy duo, a wacky spinster with a winged hat, and a parrot from heck. Sure there's no plot, just a blast in a haunted house with a monster in need of employment. But it's a good chance to catch up with the lingo and styles of the day. Of course, for some of us, it's also a tour down memory lane. The cast may be no-names, still they do well enough, even the killjoy dad (Smith). And, oh yeah, catch how the canny producers loaded the first part with dragsters and road racing. That's a good action hook, but turns out to be different from the rest. Then too, I'll bet Tommy Ivo's dragster he so proudly shows off was really his own since he was a dedicated drag racer and designer (IMDB). Anyhow, give your brain a rest and join the nonsensical fun of drive-in 1959.

"Ghost of Dragstrip Hollow" appears to take place in a spotless netherworld, an era long gone by, where the biggest sin a kid could commit would be in defying the law and getting a traffic ticket. It opens with a young female auto fanatic getting the business from her arch rival, who pressures her into a car race. That's about it for the drag-racing--this B-flick is mostly concerned with rock 'n roll, man! The folks at American International were obviously fond of decent, square teens who liked to party and yet didn't mind an adult chaperone. There are a few amusing double entendres and fruity exchanges (Necking Kid: "We thought we'd come out for some fresh air"...Dad: "Where did you think you'd find it, down her throat?"), but the ghost is a little late in arriving. Brief at 65 minutes, the movie cheats us with a climactic car race that actually takes place off-screen and a pre-"Scooby Doo"-styled unmasking which makes no sense. However, for nostalgia buffs, some mindless fun. ** from ****

This movie has everything it takes to make a great terrible movie: Bad acting, 50's genre, 50's hot rods, no continuity. I love this movie. Only problem is I've fallen asleep 3 times trying to follow it to it's end, and I've never seen who the monster is. I can hardly wait until it comes around again on Friday or Saturday night TV. I'll try again.

This is one of THE perfect "drive-in movies"! It's really "neat-o" to see the 50's as they actually WERE, not as TV shows like "Happy Days" pretends they were like!

This film abounds with humorous (& unintentionally humorous!) scenes; I guess you could say "it's so bad, it's GOOD"....er, GREAT!

The film brings back the hot-rodders, malt shops, & the twangy guitar music of the 50's.

The slumber-party scene was a "gas"! The Old Man goes outside and finds a couple doing some heavy necking. They quickly break up, and the boy says, "we were just going out for some 'fresh air', sir!", to which the old man replies, 'where did you think you'd find it? Down her THROAT?!".

Other amusing moments are ridiculous appearances of the "ghost" (wearing a costume right out of "She Demon"), and the "spook party"!

One amusing thing is the newspaper reporter saying (to the old man) "everything is so fast-paced today; kids have to grow up in a hurry, 'cos there might not BE a Tomorrow!" (Referring to the A-bomb). Kinda funny, when you consider those "idyllic times"!

It's a VERY rare film: Go see it, Daddy-o!