Film

Talk Radio

Name: Talk Radio
Genre: Drama
Released: 1988
Cast: Eric Bogosian, Ellen Greene, Leslie Hope, John C. McGinley, Alec Baldwin

Oliver Stone's fevered adaptation of Eric Bogosian's stage play turns a single night in a Dallas studio into a slow public flaying. Bogosian plays Barry Champlain, a host who baits, mocks and dares his callers to hate him — and gets exactly what he asked for. It's claustrophobic, verbally vicious, and shot like a boxing match. For anyone who finds cruelty as spectacle uncomfortably watchable.

TMDb rating

7.0

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