The last thing I expected to see in a Scorsese shoot-'em-up about gangsters and corrupt cops running the gritty streets of South Boston was the North Williamsburg yuppie-brunch spot my Brooklyn beau and I pass on the way to (OK, I'll admit it) jog and shop for organic arugula at McCarren Park across the street most Saturday mornings. So congratulations, Park Luncheonette, for Most Incongruous Film Cameo by a Brooklyn Location, 2006!
Never having seen the place in its original state, I have to take LM's word for it that it once operated without that godawful burgundy and yellow awning, and served items that didn't involve brioche. So I'm grateful to Scorsese for preserving some semblance of the original for posterity. And for a very fine movie, at long last. Pow!