I and another writer sat down a few weeks ago in Chicago for a rollicking, good-spirited six-way chat with Naylon, Miller, Graynor, and director Travis. It’s great for us because we can make a movie during a time when people are really open to it an excited about those types of projects.
Certainly we didn’t know that was happening when we sat down to make it–we wrote the movie long before there was a It’s such a Zeitgeist-y moment, it’s amazing. All the films riding this wave are all different from one another, and I think that’s exciting–people are telling stories in such different ways with different vibes and different kinds of humor.
Luckily, I found the story in bootleg form on a sex-gazette site, next to photos which dishonestly suggest I'm a scantily-clad smoking-hot 18-year-old Asian chick. Thanked me before hanging up, very nice of him." I would've written more but the phone rang again, so I picked up the receiver for another performance. After filling out the online application I got an e-mail telling me it was being processed, and meanwhile here's the pay scale, job requirements and password to a restricted Web site where I could print out an employee handbook. But I won't hurt you as badly if you do what you're told." He sounded angry and the abrupt change surprised me, but I figured it part of his game. But no - I wanted to see what these calls were like, right? Besides, it's only a phone call with some distant stranger. Three minutes into it he started threatening my (imaginary) little sister, too. Doing so was like feeling pain after a lifetime of only reading about it. A few calls came through but none lasted more than two minutes - I'd lost whatever competence I'd gained. The son of a bitch wanted a mind fuck, not a phone one.*** The next night I thought I'd change my greeting and try one more shift to collect more data, but my password didn't work and I got a curt e-mail saying the company "is no longer purchasing your services." Too short a call average, I guess. At five cents per minute, I made around three or four dollars.
With truly enormous hooters.." My words melted into incoherent moans. *** My phone sex career was (ahem) conceived the previous week, when I strolled into my boss's office and said "Good morning, Alistair. Two words for anyone who wants to get rich giving phone sex: don't bother. So I stayed on, and faked neither bewilderment nor horror when I asked, "Why - why would you want to do such a thing to me? Again I almost hung up, but suggested he do things to me instead. And this sadist who daydreamed of torture and murder was the only man all day who sounded like the ones I know. At some point the call became almost real: this man wants to do horrible things and I to talk him out of it! Then he spoke again, in the same friendly, cultivated, every-man-I-know tone he'd introduced himself with 20 minutes before. I don't mind being a phone-porn failure, but it was damned annoying to sit in Alistair's office later and admit, "OK, you could overconfident when I told you I could handle this." But I would've been right, had I quit before that call from Nikolai.
Cut-and-pasted version of my phone-sex story, which is tragically unavailable online at my paper since it got victimized by our "let's take all the articles down after two months" policy. I resumed normal breathing as I scrawled in my notebook: "Simon, hardcore sex call, came and went in eight minutes. "If you feel comfortable with that, go right ahead." "I don't feel comfortable at all," I said cheerfully. I signed on with a company that runs psychic hotlines and straight and gay sex lines for men. I let out my night's only genuine gasp, and almost hung up. I've long known sadists existed, but only in the abstract; I'd never actually talked to one.Career-oriented Lauren (Lauren Miller) is forced by financial circumstances to move in with the much more free-spirited Katie (Ari Graynor of ) who makes ends meet by taking phone-sex calls.Though Lauren and Katie were staunch frenemies in college, as happens in these situations, the much more uptight (but business-minded) Lauren is soon drawn into the business.When Ghemor's apparent daughter, Iliana Ghemor (really Kira Nerys) came under increasing danger through interrogation from Order operative Corbin Entek, Ghemor asked Ari to help her escape Cardassia.However, Entek surprised them, as it was a plot to expose Ghemor as a traitor.