Watching Phone Booth – in which a New York City publicist (Colin Farrell) is pinned down by an unseen sniper while making a call – is like examining a newly knit sweater for holes. You spend so much time making sure everything’s seamless that you miss out on the larger work. Director Joel Schumacher and screenwriter Larry Cohen do a fairly good
job of covering their tracks, but there’s no subtext here to give their efforts any sort of depth.
