Downtown Los Angeles, February 5th, 1927
95 years ago Mary Pickford, Charlie Chaplin, Douglas Fairbanks and D. W. Griffith founded United Artists. They took their destinies into their own hands and began something the world would never forget.

Downtown Los Angeles, February 5th, 1927

95 years ago Mary Pickford, Charlie Chaplin, Douglas Fairbanks and D. W. Griffith founded United Artists. They took their destinies into their own hands and began something the world would never forget.


Inspired by his trip Upstairs, Eric Rosner shared this illustration with us.

Inspired by his trip Upstairs, Eric Rosner shared this illustration with us.


Happy birthday Douglas Fairbanks Jr.

via the Million Dollar Theater


United Artists Theater — the site of the soon-to-be Ace Hotel Downtown Los Angeles — during a parade photographed for the cover of the 1936 Los Angeles City Planning Commission Report. On the marquis, Piccadilly Jim starring Robert Montgomery, Madge Evans and Frank Morgan, and Star For a Night with Claire Trevor.

United Artists Theater — the site of the soon-to-be Ace Hotel Downtown Los Angeles — during a parade photographed for the cover of the 1936 Los Angeles City Planning Commission Report. On the marquis, Piccadilly Jim starring Robert Montgomery, Madge Evans and Frank Morgan, and Star For a Night with Claire Trevor.


…there exist these opulent gardens
With flowers as large as trees, wilting, of course,
Very quickly, if they are not watered with very expensive water. And fruit markets
With great leaps of fruit, which nonetheless
Possess neither scent nor taste. And endless trains of autos,
Lighter than their own shadows, swifter than
Foolish thoughts, shimmering vehicles, in which
Rosy people, coming from nowhere, go nowhere.

Excerpted from Bertolt Brecht’s Contemplating Hell, featured on Literary LA.

…there exist these opulent gardens

With flowers as large as trees, wilting, of course,

Very quickly, if they are not watered with very expensive water. And fruit markets

With great leaps of fruit, which nonetheless

Possess neither scent nor taste. And endless trains of autos,

Lighter than their own shadows, swifter than

Foolish thoughts, shimmering vehicles, in which

Rosy people, coming from nowhere, go nowhere.

Excerpted from Bertolt Brecht’s Contemplating Hell, featured on Literary LA.


The original indies sign the birth certificate for one of their earliest ventures as United Artists, their newly founded breakaway republic from the Hollywood studio system, which was starting to cramp their styles. Now all they need is a headquarters, preferably something with a flagship theater for premieres and an office tower for reading scripts and rehearsing bowler-and-cane routines. We’re thrilled to be inheriting their castle in Downtown LA this year…


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