Heheh... I've been too darn busy recently to have much to post (good, in certain ways, for me, but bad for my readers...), but here it is, finally, my latest article for TRW:
Dial "Phone Booth" for Intense Paranoid Thrills
Retriever Weekly Staff Writer
A telephone rings inside the last free-standing Manhattan phone booth still in operation. With little hesitation, the man who had just made a call picks up the receiver. This might not seem like the most exciting concept for a movie, but little does the unlucky occupant of the booth know that the extended conversation he is about to have could very well be his last.
That’s the sparse setup for "Phone Booth" (*** out of four), an edgy psychological thriller that tests the sheer nerves of its audience, and at times, its ability to suspend disbelief. The poor guy who picked up the phone is Stu Shepard (Colin Farrell), a New York City publicity man whose swaggering braggadocio and two-timing business schemes are entirely overbearing, even if you’re depending on him for your next gig. You know the type: the hustler in the $2,000 suit, yammering on and on into his cell phone, oblivious to the outside world, except for his next client, waiting on the line while he juggles phones. The opening narration, set to a barrage of images of modern, instantaneous communication, points out that "it used to be a mark of insanity to see people talk to themselves. Now, it’s a mark of status."
So, if you haven't already gone to see the movie, I can give you my modest recommendation. I can also say that Colin Ferrell, despite his womanizing, hard-drinking tendencies, is quite an actor, and should have quite a future ahead of him.