"Warren Sonbert...is an heir to the rhythmics of Soviet montage. As usual, his latest film is an elegant, brightly colored bouquet of images gathered with jet-set abandon from different coasts and even continents.... Two images that assume the value of cogent metaphors give the film its matrix: young women talking on the telephone and a young man writing notes in the back of a chauffeured limousine.... Sonbert seems to be calling into question the psychic limitations of the affluent milieu he portrays so often. That crimp of limitation spreads to his representation of women, whose private conversations he can imaginatively construct by editing shots of two telephoners one after the other; that very act of construction closes him out of their dialogue. In spite of its apparent ebullience, a sadness and a mystery emanate from the film's deep conviction of the 'otherness' of the women it fleetingly shows us." P. Adams Sitney, writing on the 1985 Whitney Biennial in American Film