<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title>Drive-In - vo.rs</title><link>https://vo.rs/tags/drive-in/</link><description>Latest from the Drive-In desk at vo.rs.</description><generator>Hugo -- gohugo.io</generator><language>en</language><copyright>This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License.</copyright><lastBuildDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2025 13:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://vo.rs/tags/drive-in/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Russ Meyer: The Satirist of the Drive-In</title><link>https://vo.rs/screen/russ-meyer-the-satirist-of-the-drive-in/</link><description>&lt;p&gt;The easiest thing to say about Russ Meyer is the thing that lets you dismiss him, so let us get it out of the way. Yes, he built an entire filmography around one physical obsession, promoted it with the shamelessness of a carnival barker, and called himself &amp;ldquo;King Leer&amp;rdquo; without a trace of embarrassment. Stop there and you miss the actual story, which is stranger and more American than the caricature: a self-taught combat cameraman turned the cheapest corner of exploitation cinema into a personal signature so distinct that Roger Ebert wrote for him, museums retrospect him, and directors from John Waters to the makers of music videos have been quietly stealing his cutting for fifty years. Meyer is the case study in how far pure craft and pure attitude can carry material that everyone agreed was disposable.&lt;/p&gt;</description><pubDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2025 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>