The Headhunter's Sister
A Phoenix pick
Are all telecommunications a form of phone sex? That's one of the suggestions
made by Scott Saunders's jolting, genial, awkwardly titled The Headhunter's
Sister. The headhunter is Ray (Bob McGrath), a scrawny fortysomething whose
idea of fashion is changing his T-shirt every week or so but who is an ace at
placing high-priced lawyers in big firms for exorbitant fees. He's a master at
phone seduction, as is his wife, Teresa (Isabel Robayo), a Colombian immigrant
who may or may not have married Ray for a green card and who works as a
Spanish-language phone sex operator.
As adept as these two are in "communicating" with their clients, they can't
talk much with each other, since neither knows the other's language. So they
get along fine until Ray's sister Linda (Elizabeth Schofield) shows up, seeking
a break from her deteriorating marriage. She disapproves of Ray's fly-by-night,
multicultural world in the steamy Lower East Side, but she's also drawn in,
with bad consequences for both. Given John Cassavetes-like in-your-face
camerawork and precise, impassioned performances, Saunders creates a layered
and piquant world and genuine characters; he demonstrates that the most basic
form of communication is a crossed connection. Screens at the Copley Place
Friday the 12th at 7:50 and 9:50 p.m. and Saturday the 13th at noon and 2 and 4 p.m.
-- Peter Keough
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