There are so many reasons this place sucked, it’s easier for everyone if I switch to bullet points.
Were 1990’s teenagers hanging out in diners THAT much? Did I miss a whole phenomenon? Also, what did Nate ever do to prove he was wiser than Yoda? Because you’re in an apron at a diner doesn’t make you a licensed therapist.
Further, I don’t really understand the synergies that exist by combining a diner with a live-music nightclub, especially in Beverly Hills. I guess that rich marketplace was clamoring for a place to get a malted, then watch a triple bill featuring the Flaming Lips, Jade, and Powerman 5000. Don’t get me wrong, I like both those things, but I don’t really want them combined.
Don’t they know that they’re rich kids and should be reading Bret Easton Ellis novels for inspiration on how to spend their free time rather than living like extras from Happy Days? Do some cocaine, be bisexual, then wrap your dad’s Benz around a telephone pole.