Bad Timing

Bad Timing (Nicolas Roeg, 1980) is pretty disgusting. Badly-mimed quasi-necrophilia, ew. Art Garfunkel shoulda stuck to singing: his 1973 Angel Clare album is one of the best of its kind. But acting: forget it. Fortunately, the main thing his character has to do in this is to give nothing away to Harvey Keitel’s cop. As Artie has nothing to give except petulance, it’s just as well. Theresa Russell’s main problem is keeping her clothes on. You can literally see why Roeg wanted to marry her. (But you can also see she’s a competent film actress—especially playing opposite the Pinocchio with the Marlboro nose.)

Bad Timing (Nicolas Roeg, 1980)

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