Diner At 30


In 1982, I went to see "Diner" with three friends at Cinema City in Hartford, Connecticut. We were all single guys in our early twenties, and there weren't many movies about us.  Sure, there were plenty targeted at us, but none that were about us.  "Diner" was about us.  When it ended, and the lights went up, we stood up and looked at each other as if we were the characters in the movie and did what they would have done -- went to get something to eat while sitting around a table talking about nothing in particular.

I've seen "Diner" at least a dozen times since.  Even showed it to my teenage daughter this summer.  She enjoyed it, but I realized in watching it with her that she couldn't connect to it the way I did.  There's something unique in the relationship between guys that Barry Levinson captured perfectly in his script, in the process inventing a new kind of buddy movie.  It also introduced me to Ellen Barkin, with whom I remained obsessed for about a decade.

In the new issue of Vanity Fair, S.L. Price celebrates the oral history of "Diner" on its 30th anniversary:
Made for $5 million and first released in March 1982, "Diner" earned less than $15 million and lost out on the only Academy Award—best original screenplay—for which it was nominated. Critics did love it; indeed, a gang of New York writers, led by Pauline Kael, saved the movie from oblivion. But "Diner" has suffered the fate of the small-bore sleeper, its relevance these days hinging more on eyebrow-raising news like Barry Levinson’s plan to stage a musical version—with songwriter Sheryl Crow—on Broadway next fall, or reports romantically linking star Ellen Barkin with Levinson’s son Sam, also a director. The film itself, though, is rarely accorded its actual due.

Yet no movie from the 1980s has proved more influential. "Diner" has had far more impact on pop culture than the stylistic masterpiece "Bladerunner," the indie darling "Sex, Lies, and Videotape," or the academic favorites "Raging Bull" and "Blue Velvet." Leave aside the fact that Diner served as the launching pad for the astonishingly durable careers of Barkin, Paul Reiser, Steve Guttenberg, Daniel Stern, and Timothy Daly, plus Rourke and Bacon—not to mention Levinson, whose résumé includes "Rain Man," "Bugsy," and Al Pacino’s recent career reviver, "You Don’t Know Jack." "Diner"’s groundbreaking evocation of male friendship changed the way men interact, not just in comedies and buddy movies, but in fictional Mob settings, in fictional police and fire stations, in commercials, on the radio. In 2009, The New Yorker’s TV critic Nancy Franklin, speaking about the TNT series "Men of a Certain Age," observed that “Levinson should get royalties any time two or more men sit together in a coffee shop.” She got it only half right. They have to talk too.

What Franklin really meant is that, more than any other production, "Diner" invented … nothing. Or, to put it in quotes: Levinson invented the concept of “nothing” that was popularized eight years later with the premiere of "Seinfeld." In "Diner" (as well as in "Tin Men," his 1987 movie about older diner mavens), Levinson took the stuff that usually fills time between the car chase, the fiery kiss, the dramatic reveal—the seemingly meaningless banter (“Who do you make out to, Sinatra or Mathis?”) tossed about by men over drinks, behind the wheel, in front of a cooling plate of French fries—and made it central.
Price's full piece -- a great read -- is here.