Documentary Review: A Silent Saga of Celluloid, Cinema and Yukon History — “Dawson City: Frozen Time”

A mesmirizing movie of film, pop culture and Canadian history, “Dawson City: Frozen Time” slipped by many of us when it earned film festival circuit and limited release back in 2017. But its beauty and breathtaking ambition make it a must-see for any film, history or film history buff, especially those with love, appreciation or at least tolerance of silent cinema footage — much of it damaged.

Writer, director and editor Bill Morrison tells us the history of Dawson City, Yukon, the Yukon Gold Rush of ’97-99 and the First Nation people that displaced, of different types of film stock, the 1919 Black Sox baseball scandal and early shakers and movers of the cinema who had a connection to this mining town in the middle of nowhere.

And he does it without voice-over narration, just with archival film footage of the place, including rare documentary clips of the “stampeders” hiking up mountain passes to get to the gold fields, and with hundreds of excerpts from silent films, many of them discovered at Dawson City, buried in the permafrost, back in 1978.

These “Dawson Film Find” clips are both appreciated for what they preserve — footage of the controversial “fixed” 1919 World Series, early melodramas and Westerns, early appearances by future stars, footage of the ships and boats that transported miners to Dawson City, most of whom soon dashed off to Nome, Alaska, for the “next” gold riush — and serve the purpose of illustrating the long, meandering narrative Morrison relates — of how the films were “lost” in the first place, why they were buried, and the chain of events that led to their discovery.

Early cinema history was a flood of films shot and released by a vast array of distributors small and large. Shorts, serials, documentaries and features poured out to a public starved for cheap entertainment in the decades before radio, TV and the electronic home entertainment revolution that followed.

Casual filmgoers might have heard of the perils of silver nitrate film stock, the highly-flammable celluloid that early movies were filmed and projected in before safety film took over in the ’50s, generations before the digital media revolution. Fires, deterioration and the fact that “intellectual property” didn’t have the perceived value back then means that most — 75% is a figure tossed around — of those silent (pre-1929) films have been lost.

But silver nitrate was as luminous as it was volatile. And as caches of these ancient films turn up in barns, private collections, in far off New Zealand, North Dakota or Canada, it’s obvious that it was pretty damned durable for something that could explode into flames, pretty much on its own.

Morrison goes to pains to identify the parade of images he cut together to form and animate his “narrative,” making special note of the “Dawson City Film Find” titles in the lot. Some 373 titles, most of them “lost,” were discovered during excavation of an old town hockey rink.

But the “lore” of the place is “Frozen Time’s” real appeal — the chain of events that drew thousands there, so many that the town eventually boasted several early cinemas showing silent movies “at the end of the line” of film distribution. The distributors didn’t want to pay to have the reels shipped back. So into assorted stashes, dumped into the ice-clogged Yukon River and even a bonfire (covered by the local newspaper) was the fate of all those unwanted reels, which date from as early as 1910.

We learn of the first Trump on this continent’s arrival to open a brothel, of the silent film actor and director William Desmond Taylor’s banking job in the boom town, before making his way to Hollywood where his 1922 murder became one of the great early scandals of Tineseltown.

That kid drawn to Dawson, stuck delivering papers for a living? That was Sid Grauman, who’d see his first films in the Yukon and make his way to Hollywood to open elaborate movie palaces, most famously Grauman’s Chinese Theatre.

Robert W. Service, “the Bard of the Yukon,” spent time there, writing a novel in Dawson City that Hollywood would film in the late ’20s.

Another movie theatre chain owner, Alexander Pantages, showed up in the gold rush town, worked in the local opera house until he managed it, started showing films in the Orpheum there before moving south and laying the foundation for his Pantages cinema empire in Seattle.

It’s fascinating history, most of it related with still (glass plate) photos and silent footage of a place and a time, or that screened in the place at that time.

Sure, “Frozen Time” is something of an overreach, tackling so much history and too many topics to do justice to them all. But it’s absolutely absorbing, a must-see for silent film and early movie history buffs.

Rating: unrated

Cast: Michael Gates, Kathy Jones-Gates, Charlie Chaplin, Sourdough Sue, Chick Gandil, Eddie Cicotte, Mary Miles Minter, August and Louis Lumière and Thomas Edison.

Credits: Scripted, edited and directed by Bill Morrison. A Hypnotic Pictures/Kino Lorber release on Tubi, Apple TV+ and Kanopy.

Running time: 2:00

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Series Preview: Star on-the-rise Glen Powell goes…to Hulu? “Chad Powers”

We’re going to school of how the path to stardom in the streaming era has evolved and splintered in the “White Lotus/Stranger Things” era

Sydney Sweeney stands out in a streaming series, blows up in a “Much Ado About Nothing” rom-com (“Anyone But You”) feature film.

Millie Bobby Brown blows up on “Stranger Things,” and most everything she does beyond that involves Netflix.

But Sweeney’s chiseled, conventional “leading man” “Anyone But You” co-star Glen Powell went from supporting parts in “Top Gun: Maverick,” “Hidden Figures” and the like into “He’s the next Brad Pitt” hype.

He had “Hit Man” in the can before “Anyone But You” came out. But since then, he starred in a Big “Twister” sequel — “Twisters” — and signed for the remake of the Stephen King novel first filmed as a Schwarzenegger vehicle, “The Running Man.”

He’s got a Ron Howard “firefighter” project and a Judd Apatow comedy lined up, although plainly those two “name” directors are on the downside of their A-list careers. Powell can ask his “Anyone” co-star Sweeney about that.

But now he’s done a football riff on “Mrs. Doubtfire?” A disgraced figure of fun who tries to reinvent himself after an on-field gaffe by staging a comeback as a doofus savant who sounds like he took a few too many shots to the head?

Even Pitt is dancing between big paycheck features and streaming outings, but most of these shows show a serious star power fall-off once you account for the star’s salary. Steve Zahn is the biggest supporting name in “Chad Powers.” After him, Toby Huss? Not a good sign.

Powell’s good at comedy. And this could be…cute. Sure the premise seems like about 30 minutes of a 90 minute feature in terms of inventive fun. And he may not yet be the draw Hulu figures he is.

Sept. 30 we’ll see if it all works out, or if it’s as quickly forgotten as Pitt’s “War Machine” turn.

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Movie Review: Still Married, Still Doomed, “The Roses” (Colman and Cumberbatch) War Again

The 36th wedding anniversary is called “The bone-china anniversary,” and no, I’m not just “having a laugh” as the Brits say. I looked it up.

That’s not a very flattering label to slap on “The Roses,” a remake of “The War of the Roses,” the Kathleen Turner, Michael Douglas and Danny DeVito (he also directed) dark romp of 1989. But while 36 years might be enough time to forget the original film of Warren Adler’s “breaking up is deadly” comedy, that’ll have to do for this Anglicized, snippy and updated if unimproved riff on the state of marriage.

Pairing up Oscar winner Olivia Colman with Benedict Cumberbatch cannot help but play as a more genteel and reserved take on the birth, flourishing then withering death of a marriage, with even the nastiest, f-bombed and c-worded cutting remark dismissed to friends with “In England we call that repartee.”

That just screams “bone china anniversary,” doesn’t it? And yes, it’s funny to hear how foul-mouthed this posh pair can be. “The Roses,” or “War of the Roses,” this still plays.

She’s Ivy, a chef who puts aside her ambitions to join pretentious but witty architect Theo (Cumberbatch) when he flees the stolid UK for America, where his “fun” and “whimsical” designs can become buildings.

His success means that they can move to Mendocino, raise two kids and he can gift her with a modest beachside eatery to indulge in her dream — to serve creative cuisine to “20 covers” (tables booked) a week, just as a part-time thing.

But one “freak storm” exposes the fragility of his most “whimsical” design yet — a maritime museum built to look like a sailing ship, complete with metallic sails. That’s the night roads close and legions of customers, including a prominent food critic, flood the cafe the potty-mouthed Ivy named “We’ve Got Crabs.”

In that one night, Theo is ruined and reduced to an “It won’t fall down!” meme, and Ivy is elevated to Foodie Goddess. He is unemployable, so he becomes the focused and physical-fitness obsessed caregiver to Hattie (Delaney Quinn) and Roy (Ollie Robinson), children now destined to over-achieve and lose track of their working-her-way-to-the-top mother.

With every new restaurant, every new blast of publicity, every child achievement, the re-balanced nature of the marriage becomes further imbalanced. And their friends (Kate McKinnon and Andy Samberg) can’t help but notice.

“Is everything OK?”

The director of “Austin Powers” the screenwriter of “Poor Things” and “The Favourite” don’t need to “update” the Adler novel and 1989 film of it, as the wife’s profession — cooking (catering in ’89, star chef in 2025) — is even more trendy today.

But they did, changing the husband into an architect rather than a lawyer and altering the “trigger” for their divorce from a heart attack, materialism and self-absorption to self-pity and a disconnect in parenting styles.

The focus on a legal war that escalates into a blood feud makes for some amusingly nasty moments — she’s got a raspberry allergy that he manipulates, he’s vulnerable to a “deep fake” video that will finish him off as an architect — but rather loses the heart of the story.

The kids play a bigger role, but not in any way that restores that missing “heart.” We’re meant to laugh at the two-fisted break-up but mourn for what they’re abandoning. We don’t this time.

But Cumberbatch is in a fine, reserved fury and Colman goes over-the-top (Remember her Queen in “The Favourite?”) who has “lost your feelings on the cliff of resentment.”

That English reserve minimizing a crisis as a “bump in the road,” “the hard part” of a marriage,” is only amusing up to a point.

McKinnon, playing a predatory man-eater looking to turn their disentegrating union into a fling with Theo, is hilarious in support. She’d have been funnier pursuing BOTH Theo and Ivy (hinted at, but not developed). Samberg’s part is underwritten and was a lot funnier when played by DeVito back in the ’80s.

A dinner party that goes wrong in the gorgeous and pricy seaside mansion Theo designed for them allows Zoë Chao and Jamie Demetriou, playing fellow architects, to steal a scene.

And the “war” itself is still funny, with lead performances that invite you to revel in their Britishness in the face of escalating conflict, thanks to her insanely insulting lawyer (Oscar winner Allison Janney, chewing it up), fun with firearms and Epipens and all that. But this “Roses” is shorter, more about the lead-up to the “war” than the conflict itself, somehow managing to lose some of the heart of the story in the process.

It’s still nasty fun, just not as nasty and acridly funny as that ’80s comic trio of Turner, Douglas and DeVito were able to make it.

Rating: R, violence, drugs, sexual come-ons, profanity

Cast: Olivia Colman, Benedict Cumberbatch, Kate McKinnon, Andy Samberg, Sunita Mani, Ncuti Gatwa, Zoë Chao, Jamie Demetriou and Allison Janney.

Credits: Directed by Jay Roach, scripted by Tony McNamara, based on the novel by Warren Adler. A Searchlight release.

Running time: 1:45

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Movie Review: Austin Butler loses a Kidney — “Caught Stealing”

New York, 1998 — not the “Seinfeld/Friends” version.

The last video stores cling to life. The last pay phones stand as landmarks in the shadows of The World Trade Center. It’s still a “Warriors” city, even though Giuliani still has the credibility to claim it isn’t. And the Russian mob is totally a thing, no matter what he says.

The Mets are in the playoff hunt. But Left Coaster Hank Thompson, who used to play a little ball himself, is pulling hard for his Giants.

Welcome to the world of “Caught Stealing,” as remembered and scripted by Charlie Huston (TV’s “Powers,” “All Signs of Death”) and recreated by director Darren Aronofsky, taking his shot at a “White Boy Rick”( which he produced), rather than another “The Whale,” “Black Swan” or “Pi.”

Austin Butler “Elvis”) is our leading man, a young bartender at Pauls (sic) Bar, a nearly-all-night watering hole in the lower Lower East Side, but someone who once had a Big League career dangling in front of him.

His Momma (a hilarious one-scene cameo by an Oscar winner) named him for a country music star of the distant past — Hank Thompson. The paramedic Yvonne (Zoë Kravitz) is ready to call him “boyfriend,” even if he’s happy to join the lingering barflies for one more shot at “last call.”

Yvonne’s looking for “a guy who faces” his problems. Because “If you away from what you’re afraid of, then it owns you.” Hank’s nightmares tell us what he’s afraid of and what he’s not facing, and that alcohol’s a part of that.

And then his disreputable, mohawked punk Brit neighbor (gonzo ex-Doctor Who Matt Smith) leaves him in charge of caring for his cat whilst he flies home to his “just had a stroke” Dad. Hank’s world is about to turn upside down, and not just because Bud the cat’s “a biter.”

Heedlessly violent Russian mobsters (Yuri Kolokolnikov, Nikita Kukushkin) turn up and beat him so badly he loses a kidney.

The callous cop (Regina King) who investigates the assault accuses him of “being mixed up in” “something” and warns him about these Hasidic siblings (Liev Schreiber and Vincent D’Onofrio) who are even worse “monsters.”

Hank has the wherewithal to blurt out “I don’t know anything” maybe once to everybody who is on his case. As the bodies and complications pile up, he’s got to face his problems, those his wanker-neighbor dropped on him and try to limit the “collateral damage” that all this mayhem creates.

“Caught Stealing” is an action comedy that’s equal parts bleak and hilarious. Our hero’s journey is to escape victimhood and own his past and accept the impossibility of justice from Giuliani’s New York and NYPD and the Russians and the Ultra-Orthodox, who love their “bubbe” (Carol Kane) but kill without compunction.

Aronofsky’s set-piece chases and brawls are funny and frustrating, as Hank’s trap — the one he was dropped into by that drug dealing 40ish punk limey — seems inescapable. His only solace might be that pennant race that his Mom updates him on whenever he checks in, keeping her in the dark the whole time.

The set-ups are foreshadowed and perfectly executed. He played ball. Somebody give him a bat. The Russians stole his Giants’ hat? Wait’ll they chase him into Shea Stadium. He loves his momma? Good thing to bring up when Lipa (Schreiber) and Shmully (D’Onofrio) catch up to him.

Butler’s job is to credibly blurt “I can HANDLE it,” when “No, you can’t” is closer to the truth. He must take a beating and suggest just enough smarts to get Hank through all this, and he handles that with a dopey (Giants fan, after all) elan. Smith, the Russians, King, Bad Bunny (as a Puerto Rican mobster), D’Onofrio and Schneider, Kane and an unrecognizable Griffin Dunne, playing the aged ex-hippy drunk Paul, owner of “Pauls Bar,” score the laughs.

Dunne’s presence in all this suggests the homage that Aronofsky wanted to mimic, Dunne’s hilarious New York in the ’80s all-nighter, “After Hours.”

The characters may be tropes and “types,” but they’re funny. The mid-gentrification milieu of Alphabet City gives the picture grit. And Butler is our Everyoutsider, a New Yorker for 11 years still unable to shake his past, barely able to survive everything Gotham has to throw at him

Aronofsky ensures that Butler and his merry band of miscreant castmates make “Caught Stealing” a frenetic and fun farewell to summer, if a very bloody one.

But seriously, f— the Giants.

Rating: R, graphic violence, drug abuse, nudity, profanity

Cast: Austin Butler, Regina King, Zoë Kravitz, Matt Smith, Griffin Dunne, Bad Bunny, Yuri Kolokolnikov, Nikita Kukushkin, Carol Kane, Vincent D’Onofrio and Liev Schreiber

Credits: Directed by Darren Aronofsky, scripted by Charlie Huston, based on his novel. A Sony/Columbia release.

Running time: 1:47

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Classic Film Review: Seminal Cinema — The Exquisite “Ju Dou” (1990) is Restored

The “Fifth Generation” of alumni of China’s Beijing Film Academy first made their marks at home and abroad with two ’80s films — Chen Kaige’s “Yellow Earth”(1984) and Zhang Yimou’s “Red Sorghum” (1988). The color in their titles was a tell.

The hallmark style of the two leading lights of this “generation” was sumptuous production design underscored by striking Technicolor compositions — landscapes and interiors immaculately framed — with the deep, rich colors used as symbolism.

The still-repressive post-Maoist government wasn’t necessarily a fan of the “symbolism” part. Any time you see bright reds and oppressive, abusive older men in such films you can bet your bottom Yuan the filmmakers are making a statement on life in a totalitarian state. Getting such movies out of the country and into film festivals, let alone international cinemas, was difficult.

Yimou’s second landmark work, 1990’s “Ju Dou,” was the breakout film for this movement, that filmmaker and his muse and star, Gong Li. A film festival darling — I first saw it at the 1990 New York Film Festival — that would become an Oscar nominee, it was the hit that paved the way for “Raise the Red Lantern,” “Farewell, My Concubine,” “Hero,” “The Emperor and the Assassin” and the masterpiece of that generation of movie-makers, “House of Flying Daggers.”

“Ju Dou” is, on its surface, a simple love triangle, a Chinese melodrama with a hint of “The Postman Always Rings Twice” about it. But setting this story in a 1920s rural dye works, full of color and with just a handful of characters — an abusive older husband (Wei Li), the much younger wife (Gong Li) he “bought” to sire an heir and the nephew (Baotian Li) whom the old man took in and basically enslaved as his loyal, overworked servant and labor force — is our clue to dig deeper for its true meaning.

Downtrodden “nephew” Tianqing is instantly infatuated with Ju Dou, even gouging out peep holes to spy on her bathing. She picks up on this and tries to foil it, for a time. As he cannot help but notice her bruises and overhear the screams from her nights with her husband Jinshan, he doesn’t just lust for her. He fears for her.

She plays on this, eventually asking if Tianqing will “let him kill me?” As work progresses and fabrics are dyed in glorious golds and satin reds, the two give in to temptation. A baby is born, and it probably isn’t Jinshan’s.

And then the old man comes to harm and faces a paralyzed future, topped off by his bride taunting him with the news that his bloodline will die with him and that her son with his adopted nephew will inherit his business and family name.

Things turn even messier than that.

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Movie Preview: Driver, Bialik, Rampling, Cate, Indya and Waits in Jarmusch’s “Father Mother Sister Brother”

A great cast adorns this droll holiday film about family from the King of Deadpan, Jim Jarmusch.

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BOX OFFICE: “Weapons” outdraws “Jaws” to Win Labor Day Weekend — “Caught Stealing” opens better than “The Roses”

Every now and then, studios remember that A) audiences come to the movies for the shared experience of living through a film together and B) that they have a back catalog of titles sure to draw a crowd of fellow believers.

Valentine’s Day has “Casablana” re-releases, Christmas earns a little “Love, Actually.” And Labor gets a wide re-opening of “Jaws.”

Some $9.7 million in tickets are being sold by that 50 year old shark-hunting classic as filmgoers set aside a chunk of time over the four day weekend to remember “You’re gonna need a bigger boat.”

Time for a celebratory mimosa, Mr. Spielberg and Mr. Dreyfuss.

That won’t be enough to dethrone the late summer smash “Weapons,” which did for August what “Sinners” did for May. It’ll earn another $12 million, Deadline.com says. That should put this winner over $145 million by midnight Monday (Labor Day).

The caper comedy “Caught Stealing” shows a little Austin Butler drawing power, and it looks to edge “Freakier Friday” for third place, taking in over $9.5 million over the four day weekend. “Freakier” should earn on $8.7 and come in fourth.

The second film version of the novel about the comic couple that’s reached the “I’m gonna KILL you” stage of the marriage, “The Roses,” is doing a robust $7.35 million. “Robust” because this isn’t Kathleen Turner and Michael Douglas, with Danny DeVito waging “The War of the Roses.” It’s the British Oscar winner Olivia Colman and just as British Benedict Cumberbatch in the leads, with Kate McKinnon and Andy Samberg SNL-ing the support. Not a “box office” name in this version.

That’s good enough for fifth place.

“Fantastic Four” finally falls out of the top five, as does “The Bad Guys 2,” the only small-kid picture in cinemas on the cusp of September. “Fan-Four-First-Steps” will be sitting in the mid $260s, domestic gross by Monday night. We’ll see more of this “Four,” which is now in seventh place at $6 million

And “The Bad Guys” may have somewhat run their course, finishing their run and losing screens on their way to @$75 at the North American box office. It’s on track to his over $6 million over the four day weekend and land in sixth place.

“The Bad Guys 2” did reasonably well overseas, so we’ll see if another sequel is in the cards.

“Superman” clears the $350 million mark with a $3 million four day Labor Day, in eighth place.

“Nobody 2” is ninth with a $2.3 million+ weekend.

The 2023 Peter Dinklage “Toxic Avenger” ($2.2, good enough for 11th) reboot, now in theatrical release, did not push “Naked Gun” out of the top ten.

It’s a busy weekend, with protests against a criminally incompetent dictatorship, corropt courts and Grand Old Party of Pedophiles and all.

The three day weekend numbers — excepting Monday — are “Weapons” over $10, “Jaws” over $8, “Stealing” almost $8, “Friday” $6.5 and “Roses” almost $6.4.

“Jurassic World: Rebirth” and “F1” leave the top ten, as do “Honey, Don’t” and “Relay.” “A Little Prayer” and most everything else added onto this Last Weekend of Summer” failed to crack the top tier.

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Movie Preview: Resisting the Nazis, weighing “Truth & Treason” in an Angel Studios release

The fanbase of Angel Studios lined up around the block for “Sound of Freedom,” a ham-fisted child trafficking “true story” based on the declarations of a soundly discredited “crusader” and starring Mr. “Passion of the Christ,” Jim Caviezel.

But the loyalists didn’t exactly pour into theaters, encouraged by church leaders and Christian influencers, to see the story of a Christian who resisted the Nazis (“Bonhoeffer”).

So who knows whether they’ll turn out for another Resist Fascism tale, “Truth & Treason,” about a Mormon teen who started his own resistance group of pamphleteers. Let’s hope they do, as this preview is pretty blunt about the parallels it draws between Hitler and Hitler impersonators of today.

Oct. 17, in theaters.

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Movie Preview: Emma and Jesse and Yorgos — “Bugonia”

Radicalized cranks kidnap a corporate queenpin.

What? No dancing? Emma always dances for Yorgos Lanthimos!

Oct. 24.

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Netflixable? Britain’s Best Join or are Pursued by “The Thursday Murder’s Club”

It’s not the silliest idea ever, taking “The Only Murders in the Building” and making the building Downton Abbey.

“The Thursday Murders Club” is a lighthearted bit of senior sleuthing that takes a prime cut of Britain’s best and most experienced screen actors and turns them loose on a collection of killings.

It’s a genre even older than Dame Agatha Christie. But now it’s “like a true crime podcast,” one character suggests. Because it is. Yes, Richard Osman’s first “Thursday” novel beat the Steve Martin/Martin Short/Selena Gomez streaming comedy to the punch by a year. But the success of one spills over to the other in a film version of “Thursday.”

Given Chris Columbus’s trademark “adequate” direction, but starring a parade of Oscar and BAFTA winners led by Helen Mirren, Ben Kingsley, Pierce Brosnan, Naomie Ackie, Celia Imrie, David Tennant, it’s a minor delight, even if the screen sleuthing here leaves something to be desired.

Mirren, Kingsley and Brosnan play three “OAPs” (old age pensioners) who have found a grand way to pass the time in their posh retirement digs, the estate formerly known as Cooper’s Chase. They dig into cold cases and try to re-investigate, reason out and solve the murders.

A woman’s death in 1973 is the latest murder to earn the attentions of the retired psychiatrist, labor union leader and mysterious “international affairs” specialist (guess who plays what) meet just after the jigsaw puzzle club in one of the drawing rooms of the Downtonish mansion turned retirement home.

They need someone with more medical knowledge to pitch in. Why not the new resident/ex-nurse (Imrie)?

But the rumors that the co-owner of the place (Tennant) aims to close it and redevelop the land — including a cemetery — with high-end housing distracts them. When the mob-connected co-owner who resists this change (Geoff Bell) turns up dead, the club — led by the focused and canny Elizabeth (Mirren) — front-burners this mystery, as their very “to the end of our lives” housing contract and future depends on it.

The plot ensares a traffic cop (Ackie) whom the club finagales a promotion to Criminal Investigation Division to help the always-eating Detective Inspector (Daniel Mays of “Vera Drake” and “Fisherman’s Friends”) and folds in literal cemetery plots and long-on-the-lam gangsters (Richard E. Grant).

The cast includes the original Indiana Jones foil (Paul Freeman), one of the mainstays of Mike Leigh’s repertory company (Ruth Sheen) an ex James Bond and a Bond villain (Jonathan Pryce).

The japes, leading the cops around by the nose, play acting and playing up their turns as elderly fussbudgets — “Is it HOT in here?” “I’m a 76 year old woman. Of COURSE it’s hot!” — all lean into cute. Their director, who did “Home Alone” and the early Harry Potter pictures, knows all about cute.

So when Mirren’s Elizabeth dresses down for an outing, her mentally-slipping onetime writer husband (Pryce) blurts “You look just like the QUEEN.” Which she does. Because Mirren won an Oscar playing another “Elizabeth.”

The players are the reason to relish this bon bon, with Kingsley in fine fidget, Brosnan all Irish leftist bluster and Mirren giving a comic edge to a performance that harks back to her “Prime Suspect” past.

It isn’t Hulu’s “Only Murders in the Building,” which is just as star studded but funnier, a chatty, podcast-dependent cliffhanger series. But if you like your mysteries tidied up in feature film form, “Thursday Murders Club” will do.

As with Dame Agatha’s Greatest Hits, are more “Thursday” books about these sleuths, so maybe they’ll give us more.

Rating: PG-13, violence, profanity

Cast: Helen Mirren, Ben Kingsley, Pierce Brosnan, Celia Imrie, Naomie Ackie, Daniel Mays, Ruth Sheen, Paul Freeman, Henry Lloyd-Hughes, Geoff Bell, Jonathan Pryce, Richard E. Grant and David Tennant.

Credits: Directed by Chris Columbus, scripted by Katy Brand and Suzanne Heathcoate, based on a novel by Richard Osman. A Netflix release.

Running time: 2:00

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