This month, Levinson has two new films released within a fortnight: Sphere stars Dustin Hoffman and Sharon Stone, and is based on the novel by Michael Crichton; it is a big-budget, high-profile sci-fi thriller with shades of The Abyss. Opening today is Wag the Dog a modest political satire with Hoffman and Robert De Niro which was shot in under 30 days during a break from filming Sphere. Wag The Dog won't to change the world, but despite the banality of its attempts at satire, it does echo a more edgy style of film-making with which Levinson once seemed comfortable.
When his first and finest movie Diner was released in 1982, you felt as though a genuinely fresh voice had entered American cinema. Rooted in Levinson's home of Baltimore, the film was an unassuming but hauntingly honest portrait of four friends growing up in the late 1950s. Although it embraced nostalgia, it wasn't an ingratiating work - it didn't contrive melancholic friction between the past and present as American Graffiti had done before it. Driven by the vibrancy of dialogue and characterisation, it provided a respite from the calculated high-concept blockbuster, which had begun to hit its stride by the early 1980s.
Perhaps Levinson never intended to progress from the misty daydreams of Diner, though there was something about the movies which followed that suggested he was whiling away the hours polishing up on his craft as he waited for something better to come along. How else do you explain The Natural or Young Sherlock Holmes, films that made anonymity into an art form? He returned to Baltimore for the more personal comedy Tin Men, but his biggest commercial successes were lurking just around the corner. Good Morning Vietnam won him respect; Rain Man landed him an Oscar; each film is a testament to how unharnessed emotion in beats art and purity every time.
Yet still it's hard to believe that a man who has it in him to make a picture as sour and savage as Jimmy Hollywood - a fine satire on ambition and stardom, released in 1994 but a ghastly flop - can content himself with a career that is built out of sideways steps. There remain teasing suggestions that there is a film-maker alive and well inside that businessman's shell. Levinson got his fingers burned by the failure of Jimmy Hollywood, but he must learn to take such chances again, or risk being remembered more for his cameo as a psychotic bellboy in Mel Brooks' High Anxiety than as a director who knew what makes human beings tick.Reuse content