Series Review: “Titans: The Rise of Hollywood,” a History of Hollywood on a “Drunk History” Budget

Louis B. Mayer, the Hollywood mogul who co-founded Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer, the film studio still around today as Amazon’s MGM, was born Lazar Meir in Dymer, Ukraine, before emigrating to Canada and then the United States.

William Fox, whose name remains emblazened on a media empire almost 100 years after he lost control of the showplace cinemas and film production company known as 20th Century Fox, was born Wilhelm Fuchs in Tolcsva, Hungary.

Jack L. Warner, Harry Warner and Sam Warner were siblings who formed the scrappy, scrambling “Poverty Row” studio Warner Bros. which became the glossiest film production and distribution company in the movie business and remains so to this day. But the founding brothers were born Jacob, Hirsz Mojżesz Wonsal and Szmuel Wonsal, all from a family of Polish Jews, most of them born in the 19th century Russian Empire. And there was a FOURTH brother, Albert (Aaron Abraham Wonsal).

These folks were among the founders of the entertainment Mecca that became the world’s gold standard for cinema, Hollywood. And those facts about this “kingdom” that people like them, pioneering mogul Carl Laemmle (Karl Lämmle, German Jewish) and the first film superstar, Mary Pickford (born Gladys Louise Smith, in Canada) are among the most glaring, blundering omissions in “Titans: The Rise of Hollywood,” a Curiosity Stream series only now reaching the vast audience that Netflix offers.

Using early cinema footage and archival silent era newsreels and a cast of unknown-to-little-known actors playing the parts of assorted Founding Fathers and Mothers, producers Stephen David and Vince P. Maggio (and credited director Patrick Reams) set out to tell the story of the American cinema’s birth.

Researched, but nobody’s idea of over-researched, flatly-scripted and acted, with most every actor who could get his hands on one leaning on that do-something-with-your-hands-prop, the cigarette (some seemingly as first-time smokers), “Titans” can be almost laughably bad.

Almost. “Boring” is its default mode.

“Titans” focuses on the pioneer’s pioneer, Universal founder Laemmle (David Davino), upscale movie palace innovator Fox (Eric Rolland), the struggles of the “three” Warners, the rise of Pickford (Christina Leonardi), narrated to the camera by Adolph Zukor (Grant Masters), the successful producer who eventually absorbed and squeezed out partners and rivals to run Paramount, and eventually gets around to Mayer (Mike Backes).

The series ticks off historic “firsts” — the first film star (Stephanie Granade plays Florence Lawrence, “The Biograph Girl”) and first attempts at making “feature” length films (“Birth of a Nation” is utterly ignored) in a business that began as a cut-rate carnvival and storefront novelty before those storefronts became nickelodeons.

It was a colorful, seat-of-the-pants history made by hustlers who violated Thomas Edison’s (Steve Schroko) many patents and efforts to license and “control” (via a Motion Picture Trust) his inventions and went so far as to found the industry town on the far off West Coast to evade paying that trust.

As “Babylon” showed us, it was a rowdy, gaudy journey these Wild West “outlaws” and their hedonistic employees made to respectability.

“Titans” isn’t rowdy or colorful or complete. It is, in every case, the opposite of what the many better feature films and documentaries that touched on this era have been — colorless, tame, tepid and gratingly superficial.

A “tell” might be in the use of the word “kingdom” by narrator Zukor to describe what these entrepreneurs were setting up. Our producers avoid almost to the point of erasing the Jewish ethnicity of the folks who created “An Empire of Their Own,” as Neal Gabler titled his definitive history of these figures and their era.

Did our producers contort their narrative to avoid buying the rights to that book? Avoid the word “Jewish” like the plague? Fear of charges of anti-Semitism, seeing as how more than a few of those moguls were unscrupulous and played the victim card (especially as regards “The Trust”) until the end?

In any event, all this series accomplishes is a proof-of-concept for Netflix to act on. Get Derek Waters on the phone. Write him a check.

“The Drunk History of the Birth of Hollywood?” I’d binge six episodes of that in a heartbeat.

Cast: David Davino, Grant Masters, Christina Leonardi, Nicolas J. Greco, Steve Schroko, Stephanie Granade and James M. Reilly.

Created by Stephen David, Vince P. Maggio and Patrick Reams. A Curiosity Stream production now on Netflix.

Running time: Six episodes @:50 minutes each

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Movie Preview: David Koepp’s script puts Liam Neeson and a couple of killer fungus fighting kids in “Cold Storage”

So, REAL strong “Andromeda Strain” played for laughs vibe coming from this “Virus” “Contagion” zombie apocalypse picture.

Liam and Georgina Campbell and Joe Keery and nepo baby Sosie Bacon and Lesley MANVILLE and VANESSA REDGRAVE?

David Koepp scripted most of the big budget/big science thrillers (“Jurassics”) and just plain BIG pictures (a “Spider-Man,” “Panic Room,”an “Indie Joneses”) of the past 30 years.

Would he dip into the late Michael “Jurassic Park” Crichton’s earlier career, “The Andromeda Strain,” for this idea?

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Movie Preview: Jon Heder is “Waltzing with Brando,” aka Billy Zane

Honestly, having interviewed Billy Zane a few times over the years, hanging around with that dude would be pretty fun and “out there.” But as Brando? Man.

This is about Brando’s grandiose plans for his South Pacific island — home, compound, “resort hotel.”

Yes, there are laughs in this trailer. Zane does more than just “suggest” Marlon Brando in his posture, gestures and speech. Not quite a full-on “impersonation.”

The mercurial playfulness that flirted with comical megalomania is evident. And Richard Dreyfuss as the money man who just says “NO?” On the nose.

Heder as an architect trying to please a mad, egomaniacal dreamer? That scans.

Sept. 19, we see if this mad experiment comes off.

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Movie Preview: Hal Hartley’s still around, figuring out “Where to Land”

A filmmaker of that Henry Jaglom/Tom DiCillo/Nicole Holofcener generation of indies serves up a story of a former rom-com director who finds himself applying to work at a cemetery.

Bill Sage stars, with Gia Crovatin, veteran heavy Robert John Burke and
Jennifer Stepanyk, Kim Taff and Kathleen Chalfant from the summer release “Familiar Touch.”

What, no Parker Posey? No James Urbaniak? For old time’s “Henry Fool/Fay Grim” sake?

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Movie Preview: Siblings Josh Gad and Kaya Scodelario find a body in Mom’s Basement, one of the trials of “Adulthood”

Gad plays a screenwriter — “I wrote for two seasons on ‘Blue Bloods'” — who ponders who killed somebody and buried them in the walls of the house he grew up in.

His sister is just a tad freaked out by the fact she lost her virginity in that very basement.

A body must be disposed of, blackmail must be faced and a “scary” relative (Anthony Carrigan) must be consulted in this Sept. 19 comic mystery.

Alex Winter of “Bill & Ted” fame directs and co-stars, with Billie Lourd and Chris Candy in the cast for fans of nepo baby actors.

Looks cute, but maybe a hard sell as it has a brief theatrical release followed by VOD a few days later scheduled.

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Movie Preview: Dame Helen Mirren, Pierce Brosnan and Sir Ben Kingsley head “The Thursday Murder Club”

Those Brits and their OAP murder mystery solvers.

Based on a sort of Agatha Christie-lite novel, this looks cute. A couple of Oscar winners and an ex James Bond gives it cachet.

Celia Imrie is the “new” recruit to this crew of “cold case” solving sleuths. Damned if that David Tennant smart-ass isn’t in it, with Naomie Ackie and Daniel Mays among the familiar Brit-film faces in the supporting cast.

Netflix has this Chris Columbus (oy) comic mystery thriller ready for roll out Aug. 28.

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Movie Preview: Michael Douglas is a grandpa remembering his colorful past, “Looking Through Water”

David Morse plays Grandpa’s avid angler dad in these reminiscences, with Michael Stahl David, Ximena Romo, Walter Scobell and Cameron Douglas also on board.

This fishing yarn, set in Belize, is a Good Deeds Entertainment release slated to come out Sept. 12.

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Movie Review: Clever clever horror, “Weapons,” Son of “Barbarian”

Glancing back at my review of “Barbarian,” the sinister, smart and sometimes funny blend of scary and silly that became actor-turned-writer/director Zack Cregger’s breakout movie a couple of years back, I’m tempted to repeat myself.

He got “the simple things” right back in 2022, and he hasn’t forgotten that lesson with “Weapons,” his grim, darkly funny and close to heartbreaking follow-up.

“Weapons” is a genre piece that hides which horror genre it traffics in until the later acts. Lile “Barbarian,” its resolution is a lot more straightforward than the mystery it serves up.

It’s very well cast, as great scripts draw in rising stars and big names such as Julia Garner, Benedict Wong and Josh Brolin, with onetime Oscar nominee Amy Madigan, at her most fierce and fearless here.

The most horrific effect in it has nothing to do with the gruesome violence, at least some of which is played for laughs in this film. It’s the sight of grainy, dark doorbell camera and home security CCTV footage of elementary school children, bursting out of houses and fleeing into the night, their arms spread in a kind of pre-flight the for the possible rapture.

One of the most perfectly written voice-over prologues (read by a child) ever tells us the entire story as a way of setting up the action to follow.

“So this one Wednesday is like a normal day for the whole school, but today was different. Every other class had all their kids, but Ms. Gandy’s room was totally empty. And do you know why? Because the night before, at 2:17 in the morning, every kid woke up, got out of bed, walked downstairs, and into the dark… and they never came back.”

The title is cryptic enough to have fans salivating about its meaning or meanings pre-release. As children who vanish into the night is its horror, it’s a gun violence allegory, adults seemingly “helpless” to stop the loss of schoolchildren to appease firearm profiteers, fearmongers and those unstable enough to hoard such weapons and the politicians who pander to them.

And what’s a consequence of children growing up in a country where the adults can’t won’t keep them safe? Children who are ripe to be “weaponized” themselves.

Garner is perfectly cast as Justine, a kind young teacher with “issues” which start to come to light after almost her entire class of ten year olds vanish at 2:17 that one morning in tiny Maybrook, Pennsylvania.

Brolin is a contractor and father whose son’s vanishing has completely unraveled him. He’s the loudest of the parents shouting for answers, badgering the police chief (Toby Huss), berating the principal (Wong) about “answers” that teacher Justine should provide.

But she can’t. No one can, and that has people raging at her, the school and the cops, who seem as numbed by the shock of it all as everybody else.

The narrative then shifts into flashbacks leading up to that meeting with school and police about the disappearance, flashbacks from six different points of view.

Justine is seen as unsettled but brittle, unable to process emotions about what has happened, which has been something of a Garner specialty since her “Ozark” breakout and follow-ups like “The Assistant.” Justine hits the liquor store, fumes at harassment and tries to renew her love connection with married cop Paul (Alden Ehrenreich).

We follow Paul on the job, working for his father-in-law (Huss), going through the motions at work because of a wife ready to get pregnant, avoiding alcohol between “meetings” and bullying suspects because his temper lets him forget there’s a camera in his police cruiser recording his behavior.

Austin Abrams plays the town junkie, and we see him trying every car door, looking for one that’s unlocked, petty pilfering, hitting the pawn shop and shooting up in the woods. But that junkie Paul is quick to threaten and toss around may have some answers.

We see the principal’s (Wong) struggles to make Justine conform to district guidelines about how much contact to have with students, and see his same-sex domestic life as he struggles to get beyond this tragedy that happened, beyond his control but still technically on his watch.

Is there a way of “working” this “problem?” The contractor Brolin plays is letting it all fall apart around him — his business, his marriage. He wakes up in his missing son’s bed most mornings. So he starts his own investigation, which will bring him into contact with all of the others. But will it bring him answers?

And young Cary Christopher plays Alex, the one kid not summoned into the night from that classroom. We see his bullied schooldays, his loving parents and pick up on the disruption that comes to their lives when they take in a desperate, dying aunt (Madigan).

“Weapons” has a lot of structural and thematic elements in common with “Barbarian,” including the way the jolts and twists are handled. The fact that children are involved adds pathos that Cregger’s previous film only touched on briefly.

He brings back Justin Long (as a parent, here) as a “Barbarian” connection, and even added an obscure needle drop from his parents’ era in music as an Easter egg with some pop to it. Back then, it was a Donovan tune. Here, it’s a lesser known work from George Harrison’s post-Beatles masterpiece LP that sets the tone.

In horror, imitation is the sincerest form of filmmaker flattery. And if aspiring frightfilm folks aren’t taking notes on Cregger’s movies, and trying to imitate them, they should be.

Give your script some emotional heft, and don’t be shy about making viewers work to find what they’re supposed to get out of it. Leave them something to chew on as they leave the cinema.

One thing any parent going through the loss of a child has to wrestle with is what they could have done to prevent this. Is this somehow my fault?

With its themes and topical subtexts (the “gun” thing will occur to you before it’s confirmed), with one parent raising a bully who figures into every classmate’s fate, the answer to that “fault” question is a great one for viewers to consider.

Cregger, like Jordan Peele and Robert Eggers, knows that smart horror is the best horror. And that any horror movie that starts arguments and conversations the moment the credits roll is a winner.

Rating: R, graphic violence, much of it involving children, drug abuse and sex

Cast: Julia Garner, Josh Brolin, Sarah Paxton, Alden Ehrenreich, Austin Abrams, Justin Long, Cary Christopher, Toby Huss, Benedict Wong and Amy Madigan.

Credits: Directed by Zack Cregger. A New Line/Warner Bros. release.

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Movie Review: Jamie Lee and Lindsay reach for a “Freakier Friday”

It’s adorable that Jamie Lee Curtis spent some of her Oscar-winner capital rejoining Lindsay Lohan for another round of “Freaky Friday” body-switching hijinx. And it’s grand that Lohan survived her most problematic years and that Netflix brought her career back from the dead giving her the option of making this Disney sequel.

For a few moments here and there, the manic giddiness of our leads, revisiting roles from 2003, overwhelms the warm, fuzzy nostalgia of “Freakier Friday,” a movie that puts these two, and one’s daughter and soon-to-be-stepdaughter through that “see the world from your point of view” body-switching thing that the story hangs on.

No, the movie never shakes the feeling that this should have been a direct-to-Disney+ project, despite Curtis winning an Oscar and thus meriting more attention and buzz than it would have otherwise had.

The two new kids (Julia Butters and Sophia Hammons) never quite stick the landing or hold their own with the two old pros. One (Hammons) has a British accent, which she can’t shake when she switches bodies with therapist Grandma Tess (Curtis). And Curtis throwing up her hands at doing the teen’s accent — she’s a British baroness by marriage, for Pete’s sake — really lowers the bar on the entire enterprise.

But there are “old lady” giggles which Curtis leans into, the indignity of having her body inhabited by a confused, callow British high-school expat.

“Why do I have to PEE again?” “What’s WITH all the old tissues in EVERY pocket?”

And Lohan finds the fun in having a teen take over her former teen idol body, a kid trying to learn how to vamp and “flirt” with a 40ish old flame (Chad Michael Murray), a onetime pop starlet who became a talent manager who now relates to her teen idol client (Maitreyi Ramakrishnan) better than Mom ever will.

The plot this time around has teen surfer Jordan (Butters, of “The Fabelmans”) resenting onetime-rocker Mom’s love connection to a British restaurateur (Manny Jacincto of “Top Gun: Maverick”). Because she’s in high school with his snobby, posh daughter Lily (Hammons), and they can’t stand each other.

And when they get married, surf-or-die Harper would have to move to London.

Mom’s impending nuptials and granny’s psychotherapist/podcaster interventions don’t get those two together. But the wacky “psychic” (“SNL” alumna Vanessa Bayer) at mom’s bachelorette party senses mom Anna’s and granny’s onetime “switch,” and casts a spell that could impact the kids in the same way.

It does.

Mark Harmon returns, as Tess’s now pickleball-obsessed husband, along with Murray as onetime teen rocker Anna’s crush, the one the body-switched teens try to use to bust up the coming wedding. And Stephen Tobolowsky is back as a teacher not shy about putting the older women in younger girls’ bodies through a stretch of high school hard labor.

But the script isn’t much and the direction — save for a spirited high school bake sale food fight — is lackluster.

And watching Curtis hurl herself at shopping for old age remedies at the drug store, with Lohan straining to keep up, to compensate for the thin entertainment value here can only carry “Freakier” so far, and that leaves us somewhat short of the finish line when all is said and done.

Laughed at the geezer gags. Loved the fact that they chose to do it. Wish they’d held out for a better script.

Rating: PG, the odd bit of rude humor

Cast: Jamie Lee Curtis, Lindsay Lohan, Julia Butters, Sophia Hammons,
Maitreyi Ramakrishnan, Chad Michael Murray, Eric Reyes Vanessa Bayer, Stephen Tobolowsky and Mark Harmon.

Credits: Directed by Nisha Ganatra, scripted by Jordan Weiss, based on a book by Mary Rodgers and movie characters created by Leslie Dixon and Heather Hach. A Disney release.

Running time: 1:51

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It is sick sick SICK to open “Freaky Friday” the same day as “Weapons”

I’m just saying.

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