When a Stranger Calls (1979) review
When a Stranger Calls clocks in at 1:37 minutes. The first twenty minutes are great. The last twenty minutes are great. Whatever’s in the middle is not. The book-ends should be on some kind of top ten list for cinematic dread; the middle should make a top ten “how to fuck up your awesome movie” list. My advice is to skip the middle. You can spend this time teaching your dog a new trick, or you can clean your oven. Research what you can do to solve homelessness. Ask your wife how her day was and count how many times she’ll branch off topic. You can even fast forward through it, stopping when you see our heroine, Carol Kane, again.
You may be thinking, “but Kody, I’m a purist — I watch movies all the way through, so I can fully take in the whole experience.” And I’m telling you life is too short. See you at the rally against homelessness Sunday!
