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Phone Booth Shmone Booth
As it turned out, Farrell wasn't all that bad in the role...not at all. Except, of course, for his lousy New Yorker accent which sounds more like a Jew doing an impression of a Puerto Rican than an Irishman impersonating a New York dude
For those of you who don't know, Phone Booth was written by Larry Cohen. Cohen, as some of you might remember, was the guy who directed those egregious Guy Stockwell horror shlockers "It's Alive" and "It Lives Again!" This alone may have deterred people from the film, but not me. I was convinced it was going to be good. Why? For the same reason a lot of people go to see movies: the buzz. Yep, ole "Phone Booth" had been in development Hell (like another film of late---"Freddy Vs. Jason") after Jim Carrey dropped out of the leading man role.
Imagine my chagrin when I found out that Schumacher had cast Irish Colin Farrell in the nasty New York publicity agent role. I mean, granted, that doesn't seem like Carrey either. But some of us were waiting to see if Carrey could make another dark movie on a par with "The Cable Guy".
As it turned out, Farrell wasn't all that bad in the role...not at all. Except, of course, for his lousy New Yorker accent which sounds more like a Jew doing an impression of a Puerto Rican than an Irishman impersonating a New York dude.
But okay, big deal, right? I mean, hey, at least Farrell's fear is believable. And Schumacher & Cohen give us an engaging and, dare I say, endearing killer in Kiefer Sutherland. Right? So all is good?
Nope! Not only are you left feeling uncomfortable because of your empathy with Sutherland's character, who kills a harmless pizza delivery guy to make a point, but you are also expected to swallow the whole "Hold your fire!" scenario. Not to mention the fact that Farrell has no gun in his hand when the police arrive. Aight, so the whores tell the cops that he has the gun in his pocket. "Hold your fire, damn it!"
Man, pleeeeease! Gimme a break! This is New York f***ing City we are talking about! If the brother doesn't have a gun in his hand, the cops are gonna tackle the guy! That is, if the civilians don't dismember him first.
Add to the mix Katie Holmes' dreadfully underwritten performance and you've got all the makings for a good old-fashioned lame-ass actioner. Enjoy!