Not a bad little film, if you're looking for a bit of 1982 nostalgia. Several reviewers have said this movie doesn't feel like the '80s, but they're wrong. The '70s didn't end at the stroke of midnight, 1980. We didn't immediately get rid of our '70s cars and start driving those tiny BMWs, wearing Ocean Pacific, and sporting Vans. Those things took time to catch on, and while they certainly became part of what people think of as "the Eighties," they weren't exactly ubiquitous in '82. It took a few years for the polyester to go away, and this film captures the moment. It all looked familiar to me. Nicely done.
Review of Summer Days, Summer Nights
