In the light of the recent Cleveland "House of Horrors" story blanketing every media outlet, the timing couldn’t be more perfect for the release of ‘The Call’, staring Halle Berry and a “look who’s all grown up!” Abigail Breslin.
‘The Call’ is a great - a suspense thriller that uses all that our modern age of technology has to offer to create heart-pounding tension, drama, the highest of stakes and a perpetrator that will haunt your sleep.
Set in a busy LA 911 call center, operator Jordan (Berry) is as good as they come - but an incident six months ago saw her make an innocent mistake that cost a teenage girl her life. Armed with some pills and a healthy dose of PTSD, Jordan is now teaching the newbies the ropes... that is, until an inexperienced operator takes a gut-wrenching, panicked call from 17-year-old Casey (Breslin), who’s been kidnapped and thrown into the boot of a car. Taking over the reigns, Jordan is now against the clock and her own demons in trying to located and save Casey.
The solitary confinement of a car boot versus the busy hive of a 911 call centre work beautifully together, showcasing both characters' sense of being trapped using only their wits and immediate tools at their disposal. Using old-fashioned techniques like perspective shots, harrowing close-ups, quick cuts and voyeuristic angles puts you up close and personal in each and every heart-palpitating scene.
Special mention has to go to our perp, played with disturbing brilliance by Michael Eklund. The twist in the delivery of this story is not finding out who these two women are, but uncovering the bad guy. With each unfolding layer, the stakes get higher and higher, and Eklund gets creepier and creepier. He has that rare and often undervalued skill to convey so much with a simple look - in the case of ‘The Call’, looks that will make to soil your pants, the way a good thriller should. He may not be of Hannibal Lecter status yet, but gives it everything he’s got to get there.
‘The Call’ is a terrifying thrill ride that will leave you cheering and smiling, with an overinflated and irrational sense that you can kick anyone's arse. Bad guys beware.