Twenty-three minutes, reportedly filmed on Super 8. It looked pretty good. Filmed in Times Square before they cleaned the place up.
A woman comes home. Answers the phone. It's an obscene phone call. She hangs up. It rings again. She answers. She's told to come to work the next day.
People talk about pornography. Monologue, not dialogue. Spaulding Gray tells a disgusting story about a filthy movie he watched.
It was all right, I guess, but I wouldn't go around recommending this thing to people.
Available on the Criterion Channel.
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