After Tuesday night’s The Greatest Movie Ever Sold experience in North Hollywood, I dropped into a brand-new joint called Phil’s Diner — a recreation of the old small diners of the ’20s, ’30s and ’40s (actually modelled on a dining car) with a healthy menu and nice wood panelling and all. The idea, I was told, is to create a Phil’s franchise network all over Los Angeles and perhaps beyond, which would be great.