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You know the sort of film, don’t you? Imbued with nostalgia, full of teenage boys at burger joints and diners and in wide-finned cars, donning white T-shirts and pomaded hair. The plots tend to revolve around the guys getting into mischief of some kind, chasing girls, bickering, and forming deep friendships; typically, these films are set against a joyous soundtrack of doo-wop and rock’n’roll oldies.
More like this:
– The most outrageous film ever made?
– The classic that’s saved lives
– The film that exposed our misogynistic culture
Within those loose parameters, you could name Barry Levinson’s fun-loving, digressive Diner (1982), or Francis Ford Coppola’s beautifully composed and mythic Rumble Fish (1983), or maybe George Lucas’s West Coast-set coming-of-age story American Graffiti (1973). Less frequently name-checked but deeply beloved by those who know it is Philip Kaufman’s film The Wanderers, released in 1979, and based on a novel of the same name by Richard Price. Everything about it should have made it an instant classic: its raucous sense of humour, its spirited young cast, its soundtrack full of Frankie Valli earworms, and its realism combined with romantic big-heartedness.