My sense of things is that Eric Trump is scared of his own shadow, but he might also be scared of big brother Don. Maybe even little brother Barron, who towers over him at age 15 at 6’8″. And I’d lay odds that they’re all terrified of Ivanka and none of them know that Tiffany is alive.
Alex Holder is the British filmmaker who shot the documentary “Unprecedented.” That documentary is a total dog and more on that below. First, let’s deal with what Holder had to say about Eric’s familiar fears. Washington Examiner:
Eric Trump is the child who is least like his father, former President Donald Trump, and he often seems to be “pretty scared” of his older brother, Donald Trump Jr., according to a documentarian who spent much time filming the family.
After spending months with the Trump family in the lead-up to the 2020 election, filmmaker Alex Holder witnessed the behind-the-scenes interactions among the Trump siblings. While Eric Trump seemed to be the friendliest of the group, Donald Trump Jr. didn’t seem fond of Holder at all, the documentarian told followers during a Reddit Q&A on Tuesday.
“Eric seemed to be pretty scared of his older brother,” Holder wrote. “Eric was the friendliest. I don’t think Don Jr liked me very much. (Not sure why..!).”
When asked why Eric Trump would be afraid of his older brother, Holder replied, “Have you seen Don Jr???”
It’s an ancient axiom that there are two main forces in the universe, fear and love. We know there’s not a whole lotta love in the Trump family, ergo it stands to reason that fear rules the day.
I love the line, “Have you seen Don Jr.?” Yes, we have, in all degrees of intoxication, as a matter of fact. I’m not so sure that he inspires fear so much as contempt, however. I guess it depends upon your perspective.
And who knows what kind of a brother Junior was to Eric? Remember that terrific old movie, “Arsenic and Old Lace” where the older brother tortures the younger one with bamboo under his fingernails? Maybe that, or something like it, took place in la famille Trump. Nothing would surprise me.
I watched the documentary “Unprecedented” On Discovery+, hoping for some blockbuster revelation, or lacking that, hoping for at least a few fly on the wall moments, from which reasonable inferences could be made. Nada. Rien. The three part documentary is nothing more than a boring sit down, mostly with the Trump kids but on occasion with Mike Pence or someone else, and nobody will talk about January 6. This isn’t a documentary, it’s a Trump family infomercial, one of many. This is what Variety says:
Yes, these three are part of the Trump brand, but that’s what’s ultimately so uninteresting about them. With rare exceptions, they do what they’re told and go where they’re kicked. All three are rich-kid dweebs who speak in spin. Ivanka’s husband, Jared Kushner, presents a more complex case, but he’s barely in the movie — and when he is, he talks in polite euphemisms, revealing nothing.
Ivanka, we’re told (though we never get to see it), at one point urged her father to concede the election, which was a blasphemous thing to utter in Trump’s presence. It’s a sign of how much power Ivanka wields within the family that she could say it. She’s Trump’s favorite and always has been (at least, ever since his divorce from Ivana), and on the campaign trail she’s all beaming smiles and we-will-prevail spunk. Coming off a tour of proletarian Nevada, she says, “I’ve been in four states in the last two days, and the energy and excitement for the president surpasses that in 2016.” Ivanka was trained in media from a young age (her mother walked red carpets with her), and she speaks like a corporate PR executive. “Nobody takes more incoming than the president,” says Ivanka in her calm guru-of-spin velvet tones. “Most politicians don’t have the strength or the conviction to withstand that pushback. This president does.” Yawn!
As for Donald Trump Jr., the film seems to believe that he’s the future politician of the dynasty (want to take any bets?). And because he broke, once or twice, with his father, mostly by becoming a hunter and outdoorsman (which Trump, at the time, found declassé), he holds a certain sway with the red-meat side of the MAGA faithful. But the smug, bearded Don Jr. is also a flyweight opportunist who’s so deluded that he actually fancies himself as having a “working-class” side because he toiled as a bartender in Colorado for a year-and-a-half after graduating from Wharton. (As the Atlantic writer McKay Coppins points out, most working-class bartenders don’t have a trust fund.) These Trump offspring stand for nothing. They’re their father’s spear carriers and that’s all, and the idea that Alex Holder thinks he got hold of some documentary scoop because he allows them to take up more than half his movie is mind-boggling.
I don’t know what Holder may have expected this documentary to do for his career but it hasn’t done much. If the documentary had had any teeth at all, even a baby tooth here and there, it would have done well. People were hyped up by Holder’s appearance at the January 6 Hearing and they were hoping that he had something of substance to reveal in the documentary. He did not. It is as spicy and entertaining as white bread and mayonnaise — served as an appetizer to a milquetoast banquet, with Mike Pence as keynote speaker.
I don’t know if they give the equivalent of Razzie Awards for worst documentaries, but if there is such a thing, Holder will be the front runner for that honor, no question. Holder should become a wedding videographer, it’s far more his speed and in line with his investigative talents. This is nothing more than a Trump home movie, spun as some kind of legitimate news or human interest piece. It is neither.
forrest stump IS pretty scary
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Narcissistic parent. Yvanka is the Golden Child. Donnie Jr is the wanna be GC and Eric is the Scapegoat. Tiffany & Barron – too far out of the main circle. It’s how narcissistic parents roll.
Jr. always looks so coked/methed up I think I would never be anywhere near his dumb ass without being armed. I think Eric is displaying a small bit of wisdom on this one.
Hey, I grew up scrawny and endured my share of lumps along the way and yet despite the slender build all through high school developed the toughness to take all manner of physical stuff on football (the first two years – I ran cross country the last two) field and the basketball court where I squared off against guys just as tall but almost always more physically developed. And prevailed over and over again fighting in the paint for rebounds and either contesting or taking tough shots. And after that there was many a misspent night with pals in bars in other towns where things would sometimes get out of hand. Bar fights are no fun! Then of course in my mid-twenties I became a Marine. Infantry in fact. So with all that even my old, beat-down broken ass could handle myself just fine and leave Don Jr. bleeding and crying on the ground if we were to meet and I told him just how worthless a piece of shit he is using what humorist Dave Barry would say “extremely very bad words.”
Eric Trump on the other hand does seem like someone who hasn’t had much need to be physically tough in his life. By Trump kid standards he’s half of a semi-normal guy. Not one to go looking for trouble and even with enough common sense to avoid situations where it might come up. When you look at it that way, he probably does have reason to fear a coked-up brother who apparently cuts his cocaine with PCP/Angel Dust for the extra kick, and has an even crazier girlfriend who would jump in!
But like his siblings he took the easy path, coasted through school and went to work for daddy shuffling meaningless papers around his desk, sort of like the character Tommy Boy who had someone assigned to work alongside him and do the actual work. But Eric/Tommy Boy got to collect the big paycheck and bennies.
A movie about three individuals numbed & dumbed down by indifferent parents, coupled with material excess. I’d rather watch a snail crawl. What nuggets of insight can you expect watching the wind blow across the arid plains of their collective interiors? None. Just smug emptiness.
Eric always struck me as not perceptive enough to recognize danger, and thus unlikely to be afraid. But maybe I have underestimated him.