“One of my favorite films of the Seventies.” -- Steve Martin
Truly alive and more wonderfully whacked with each passing minute, this underground comedy plays like a randy sketch show devised by Robert Downey Sr., with a little Bakshi and De Palma thrown in for good measure.
A cute, bored young ditz (LAUGH-IN's Sarah Kennedy) is invigorated after a life-changing obscene phone call from a baritone weirdo. In a who’s-who of the era’s counterculture personas, she quests to call every last Village crackpot in the search for her velvet-voiced wonder. THE TELEPHONE BOOK’s bizarre peanut gallery includes future Oscar nominee William Hickey (PRIZZI’S HONOR) bedridden with priapism, Warhol superstars Ondine and Ultra Violet, Barry Morse (THE FUGITIVE) as a fallen stag filmmaker and voiceover guru Norman Rose (wearing an unforgettably disturbing pig mask) as the obscene call king. Heady, heated, capricious and oh-so-right.