Breakfast in Hollywood

Film adaptation of a popular radio show, from United Artists and director Harold Schuster. Tom Breneman stars as himself, the host of a very popular early morning radio show broadcast from his restaurant. The film tracks the lives of a few of his guests from one morning's show: young romance between Minnesota farm girl Dorothy (Bonita Granville) and US Navy man Ken (Edward Ryan); an elderly widow (Beulah Bondi) who gets hit by a car on the way to the show; Elvira (ZaSu Pitts) who wants to win the show's weirdest hat contest; and Frances (Billie Burke), who doesn't know that her husband (Raymond Walburn) is cheating on her. Also featuring musical performances from Andy Russell, Spike Jones & His City Slickers, and the King Cole Trio. With appearances by Herman Bing, Byron Foulger, Minerva Urecal, and Hedda Hopper as herself.

Breakfast in Hollywood was one of the most successful radio shows of the 1940's, running from 1941 to 1949, and broadcast on three networks simultaneously. Judging by the film, the show was a mix of musical performances and host Breneman wandering around the restaurant floor where the show originated, asking humorous questions of the audience, and holding various lottery drawings and contests for minor prizes. The radio show was at its height of popularity when this film was produced by Breneman. The various fictional storylines are goofy fluff, but I enjoyed seeing this snapshot of an American cultural relic that seems largely forgotten today. Add the music performances from Russell, Spike Jones' comedic band, and Nat King Cole in his early days, and this is a worthy pastime, saved from the waste bin of history. Breneman, who in the film looked at least 15 years older than his actual age, died suddenly in 1948 at age 45, and his show soon followed.

Having listened to the radio program every single morning in the 40s, it was a trip back in time for me! As soon as I heard Tom's voice I knew who it was. My mother took all three of us children to the live broadcast on several occasions. And Mother wore her hats, always wore a hat and gloves back then. I think you'd need to be of the proper era to appreciate it, and a lot of the other old time movies, as well. The war years were a time unto themselves, and I don't know how this generation could relate well enough to appreciate the nation's, and the world's, philosophies and attitudes of that time.

This movie is a warm fuzzy for us older folks.

This unpretentious film with a remarkable cast features one of the last movie appearances of Bonita Granville, who deserves rediscovery through everything from the newly released "Nancy Drew" DVDs to a very effective performance in "These Three." Here she boosts a simple programmer with charm and conviction.

It's also a film where such contrasting acts as Spike Jones and Nat King Cole appear,and as bonus there's Hedda Hopper, who I always thought had a very interesting screen presence. I'm not familiar with the radio program the film ostensibly showcases, but it was evidently a popular fixture in its day. But it's Granville who anchors the film with her appealing manner and sincere acting.

There's only one thing good about this movie--actually two--the inclusion of special musical guests Nat King Cole and his Trio and Spike Jones. Anyone who likes the nostalgia involved with Spike and his crazy band of loonies, will be happy to know that there were no electronic gimmicks used in these performances.

Every pistol shot, gurgle, burp, and every other noise is supplied live and in real time by Spike and members of his crew. The fact is, these were top notch professionals who were highly trained in their art. They went through hours of rehearsal just to get their parts down right.

That's all I can say about the film which is now in a box set of 49 other "musical" films from the 20s-to the 60s...

Tom Breneman plays himself, the host of a daily radio program called Breakfast in Hollywood. A good chunk of this movie is simply Breneman doing his show—interacting with the guests in his restaurant studio, discussing their breakfasts, searching for silly hats, stepping aside for musical guests, just generally doing what daytime show hosts have apparently always done.

Among the guests are a handful of characters who, one way or another, bring their troubles to the show and whose lives thus become the handful of sub-plots that make up the rest of the film. Zasu Pitts is an eccentric fan who's hoping to win the daily ugly hat contest; her story is humorous if a bit pathetic (though her final scene is hilarious). Beulah Bondi, playing an 82-year-old, is the winner of the oldest guest contest. Billie Burke is a guest who, it seems, doesn't particularly believe in wearing makeup, and whose husband is (thus?) gallivanting around with a pair of wild young babes.

The real featured characters are Edward Ryan as a handsome young soldier on his way home from the war, and the wonderful Bonita Granville, who is in town searching for the fiancé who has neither shown up nor communicated with her. Granville has grown up some from her Nancy Drew days, and gives an excellent performance as a young woman who is bright, attractive, worried, confused, and in love.

Breneman ties together the plot lines and appears to be enjoying himself. And besides the plots, he produces a few other good reasons for watching—his musical guests. Nat King Cole and his trio do a couple of numbers; Spike Jones and his group work their nuttiness; and singer Andy Russell croons a couple of pleasant songs.

One scene is not to be missed: Breneman greeting Hedda Hopper at her table to discuss her hat, which leads to Hopper introducing Breneman to her friends at the table—Gary Cooper's mother, Joan Crawford's mother, and Breneman's own mother! (Hopper herself is very funny in her scenes in the picture.)

Not a great movie….and it has some slow spots. But overall, it is a neat little curiosity with much to enjoy.

Also note: The two young lead characters are first brought together by virtue of their both hailing from Minneapolis. It had not occurred to me that way back in 1946, the pronunciation of Minnie-soh-ta was already material for jokes….but apparently it was.