MONDAYS AT MORTON'S

V.F in L.A.

So they've been out at the beach all weekend, burrowing through lackluster scripts. So they've been doing strenuous social workouts, giving dinners, being dined. So now it's Monday night, and the movie barons -want to relax, schmooze. So it's Morton's. Why Morton's? "Who knows? It just happened,'' says Peter Morton, who founded this eatery a decade ago at Melrose and Robertson, four blocks out of Beverly Hills city limits. The movie folk liked its big, clean look, the long bar, the indoor greenery bosky enough to conceal fisticuffs, and it soon achieved a blistering heat, which has now settled into a sedate glow, like Manhattan's Four Seasons. I mean, ten years. In L.A., that puts Morton's up there with Windsor Castle.

HARRY HOMBURG