(8) The Basketball Diaries
This subway rat’s morsel of skankitude was shot in the restroom of a Downtown Brooklyn subway station on the G line—the lime-green line that performs a unique and superb shrug of indifference to Manhattan, instead remaining resolutely Brooklyn and Queens only. In the ’90s, many Manhattanites (being unable to function anywhere off that island) were probably a little foggy about even just the existence of the G line.
The subway restrooms had all been closed by the time I got to NYC, as they’d become a hotbed of just the kind of drug-sniffing and godless fornication depicted in this movie scene; so my own drug-sniffing and godless fornication had to occur elsewhere. IMDb listing here. (18”)
(See video here.)