I grew up about 15 miles from Hollywood Beach, Florida. All the local high schools had their section of beach. Our high school staked its claim on Johnson Street. But other than hanging out at the beach, I don’t really recall doing too much else in Hollywood Beach. It was a sleepy beach front, lined with old motels, some dive bars and not much else. When we went out, we headed up the road to Fort Lauderdale. Hollywood Beach was where the old people hung out in their lawn chairs.
Today, there’s a Jersey-style boardwalk and the gigantic Jimmy Buffett’s Margaritaville Resort, which has it’s own artificial wave pool. Despite all that, the beach front is still, frankly, surprisingly underdeveloped. That’s actually pretty cool. I’d much rather have more of the old dive motels and less of the Margaritavilles.
We strolled along the boardwalk during our trip to South Florida for Thanksgiving. The old bandshell is still there. Back when I was in high school in the 80s, it was a big deal because it was where they filmed a scene for the movie Body Heat. I wonder if anyone today has even heard of that movie.