Veteran 911 operator Jordan is experienced but when she makes a crucial error in judgement that leads to the death of a young girl, Jordan finds herself rattled, unsure if she can continue this lifestyle. All that changes when Casey, a young teenager, is kidnapped. Calling from inside the kidnapper's trunk, Casey connects with Jordan who must call on all of her experience help Casey escape the grasp of this serial killer. Brad Anderson's The Call is a moderately effective film that sets out to capture it's main character's path to redemption. Halle Berry's main protagonist doesn't have a lot of depth, but she is written well enough to serve the purpose of this thriller's narrative momentum. It's really strange to me that Brad Anderson made this movie but he really is the strongest aspect. Using a nice array of camerawork (handheld, tracking shots, etc) he creates an effective tone that does an adequate job of putting the viewer into this terrifying situation Casey finds herself in. Some critics seem to have much disdain for the ending of The Call and while it does feel a little forced or tacked on, I personally have no moral objections to the idea. Besides Anderson's direction, Michael Eklund's portrayal as the serial killer really steals the film. His performance is creepy, trashy, and very entertaining in that sick sorta way. For the most part, Brad Anderson's The Call doesn't pretend to be something it is not, being essentially high quality trash entertainment that is streamlined and relatively engaging.
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