Raoul Walsh’s 1915 film Regeneration is often acclaimed as one of the first gangster films, but these aren’t really gangsters modern audiences would be familiar with. The gang Owen (John McCann) leads are more of a mob of Lower East Side plug uglies than true sports. They wear floppy caps and the working clothes of the docks and congregate in a basement called the Chicory Hall, where the thugs are as likely to be found sleeping on the bare dirt floor as playing cards.
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Part of the art of being a filmmaker is being a great bullshitter. It’s true of Harmony Korine, it’s true of Werner Herzog, it’s true of James Toback, of whom more in a bit. And it’s certainly true of Brett Ratner, a fauxteur short on talent but long on those skills which are most necessary when doing lunch. Film has in return been very good to him, and now the unabashed fan is spearheading the reprints of some of his favorite cinematic literature.
His Rat Press imprint currently numbers four books: Lawrence Grobel‘s interviews with Marlon Brando and Robert Evans, the James Toback book on Jim Brown that helped establish the Harvard professor as a scribe and Hollywood player, and a book of Scott Caan‘s “raw photojournalism.”