If there is one distinguished, redeeming 
                                feature in Phone Booth, it’s Colin 
                                Farrell. Aside from the wonderful acting, it has 
                                almost no respectable features. Joel 
                                Schumacher’s direction is horrible, and he 
                                assembles the film as if it were a television 
                                sitcom or an original movie, constrained to the 
                                whereabouts of HBO. The production, by David 
                                Zucker, Gil Netter, and Jerry Zucker, is even 
                                more careless. The cuts, snaps, and scene 
                                transitions are a wreck. Phone Booth is a 
                                well-acted, but poorly made film. It could’ve 
                                been an excellent motion picture, with a better 
                                crew. But, regardless, it is still enjoyable—and 
                                as far as thrillers go, it’s one hell of a trip.
                                
                                
                                     Stu Shepard (Farrell) is a high-class 
                                publicist, with the mindset of a carelessly fast 
                                talking celebrity. Stu is married, but also is 
                                in a relationship with Pamela McFadden (Katie 
                                Holmes). Stu doesn’t think much of having two 
                                women in his life, and figures that what the 
                                other doesn’t know, won’t hurt them. He calls 
                                his wife on his cell phone, daily, while she’s 
                                at work. He calls Pamela in his favorite 
                                payphone, however. The reason that he calls 
                                Pamela from the phone booth, and not his cell, 
                                is because his wife can check his portable phone 
                                bills. If she were to find out about Pamela, 
                                both of his relationships would likely, soon be 
                                over. Every time he calls Pamela from the booth, 
                                he slips off his wedding ring, for psychological 
                                reasons. Even though he is not being faithful, 
                                and isn’t happy about it, he does not intend to 
                                break up with his female mistress.
                                
                                
                                     One day, after making his usual call to 
                                Pamela, the phone in the booth rings as he is 
                                walking out of it. Without any hesitation, Stu 
                                picks the phone up. Why he does this, I don’t 
                                know. The movie simply says that “A phone that 
                                is ringing must be picked up.” Stu finds that a 
                                man is on the other line of the call, and he 
                                becomes very suspicious of him. The man 
                                continuously asks him personal questions. Once 
                                they are into the heart of a mindless 
                                conversation, the man tells Stu that he has a 
                                rifle that is aimed directly at him. If he 
                                leaves the booth, the man will shoot him. As 
                                this tense dialogue is being exchanged, several 
                                hookers who work at the sex shop next door are 
                                banging on the booth, because they would like to 
                                make a call. Their forceful attempts to get into 
                                the booth, add to the immense pressure, building 
                                up in Stu’s head. Out of fear, Stu commands that 
                                the sniper on the other end of the line shoot 
                                one of the hookers (he is carefully watching the 
                                booth that Stu is in, and has been watching him 
                                for some time). Gladly, he does.
                                
                                
                                     After she is shot, uproar is born. Her 
                                fellow co-workers, and everyone out and about on 
                                the block, are led to believe that Stu shot the 
                                hooker. While this really isn’t true, he has no 
                                evidence to prove that he didn’t, nor does he 
                                have any witnesses that share his position. Stu 
                                is in a lose-lose situation. If he tries to run, 
                                the sniper will shoot him. If he confesses to 
                                the police, the sniper will shoot him. If he 
                                commands that the sniper shoot one of the police 
                                officers, which later surround him, they will 
                                shoot him. It will be a miracle if Stu makes it 
                                out of the situation alive. I am fond of the 
                                story, and the writing is excellent. “Your life 
                                is on the line,” as the tagline reads.
                                
                                
                                     If it weren’t so terribly made, Phone 
                                Booth would’ve been one of the better movies 
                                of the year. But, sadly, it resorts to a cheesy 
                                methodology, which diverges into a boring 
                                presence. But, this time I can’t say I didn’t 
                                see it coming. Director Joel Schumacher has made 
                                twenty-four films in his career, and 
                                unfortunately, not one of them has been very 
                                good. I have respect for anyone who is able to 
                                birth that many movies in one lifetime, but 
                                Schumacher’s work is some of the worst to ever 
                                be put on this planet. He cannot direct, and 
                                should’ve called it quits a long time ago. I 
                                find it intriguing that he continues to be 
                                employed. When you make as many crappy movies as 
                                he has (Bad Company, 8MM), it 
                                would seem as though finding work would be hard. 
                                His movies don’t even sell well. What are the 
                                filmmaking companies thinking.
                                
                                
                                     The best part of Phone Booth is 
                                undeniably Colin Farrell. As I have said in past 
                                reviews, of films that he has starred in, he is 
                                a rising star. This man can act with such a 
                                distinct charisma; it is an extreme pleasure to 
                                watch him onscreen. He can also mask his heavy 
                                Irish accent, with one several different 
                                American tones (in Phone Booth he 
                                attempts a New York accent). This is, in itself, 
                                pretty miraculous. During this film, Farrell 
                                occupies the screen 95% of the time, and 
                                luckily, this works towards its advantage. 
                                Farrell’s depiction of Mr. Shepard is 
                                outstanding. I never knew that an actor could 
                                perform so well, with only a phone booth to work 
                                with. I will remember Phone Booth as the 
                                movie where Farrell was really able to come out 
                                of his shell. He has been good in the past, in 
                                supporting roles. But, I have never seen him 
                                like this before.
                                
                                
                                     An enjoyable thriller, Phone Booth 
                                is at least tolerable, and will make the perfect 
                                rental. But, don’t say that I didn’t warn you; 
                                it is most certainly not worth a theatre trip. 
                                It is worth seeing, however, because of 
                                Farrell’s acting and the excellent writing. But, 
                                Joel Schumacher’s direction and the awful 
                                production, restrict it from accomplishing much. 
                                If you are a fan of thrillers, and don’t mind 
                                the misuse of split-screens, then I give you the 
                                go ahead. Others, be forewarned. There are many 
                                films in release at this time, that easily out 
                                beat Phone Booth in terms of content. If 
                                you’re looking for something worth the time and 
                                money, go and see Bend it like Beckham.
                                
                                -Danny, Bucket 
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