Yes, yes, oh, yes, Phone Whore has higher ambitions than getting its audiences all hot and bothered by talking dirty.
In her shapeless pajamas and fuzzy slippers, the plus-size Larissa is hardly a picture of sexual desirability, but once the phone-sex operator heats up the line with X-rated come-ons, it’s not long to customer satisfaction. As Larissa participates in conversations describing increasingly explicit sexual proclivities, she claims to perform a public service by making sure her clients talk out their fantasies rather than acting them out on real people.
Boston’s Cameryn Moore is the playwright and performer of Phone Whore, for which she used some of her real-life experiences as a phone-sex operator. The ease with which she assumes any sexual role is certainly an impressive talent.
Moore has some thoughtful things to say about her job providing safe sex, but Phone Whore suffers the same fate as pornography in that the repetition soon grows boring. No theatrical Viagra here.
— Kevin Prokosh
From the official Fringe Festival guide:
"Hey, there … How are you doing? …. Yeah? Well, hang out with me for an hour and I will rock your f**king world …"
Truth and taboo collide in this intimate visit with a phone sex operator. Listen closely: she may change your views on sex forever.
Warnings: Subject Matter, Language,
Venue 5 (Son of Warehouse, 140 Rupert Ave., side entrance)
Discount Tickets: $8 for card carrying member of sex-worker organizations
Under 18 not admitted.