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| Art Garfunkel | ... | Alex Linden | |
| Theresa Russell | ... | Milena Flaherty | |
| Harvey Keitel | ... | Inspector Netusil | |
| Denholm Elliott | ... | Stefan Vognic | |
| Daniel Massey | ... | Foppish Man | |
| Dana Gillespie | ... | Amy Miller | |
| William Hootkins | ... | Col. Taylor | |
| Eugene Lipinski | ... | Hospital Policeman | |
| George Roubicek | ... | Policeman #1 | |
| Stefan Gryff | ... | Policeman #2 | |
| Sevilla Delofski | ... | Czech Receptionist | |
| Robert Walker | ... | Konrad | |
| Gertan Klauber | ... | Ambulance Man | |
| Ania Marson | ... | Dr. Schneider | |
| Lex van Delden | ... | Young Doctor | |
| Rudolf Bissegger | ... | Giovanni | |
| Hans Christian | ... | Czech Consul | |
| Ellan Fartt | ... | Ulla | |
| Fritz Goblirsch | ... | Drunk Man | |
| Nino LaRocca | ... | Arab in Truck | |
| Roman Scheidl | ... | Angry Student | |
| rest of cast listed alphabetically: | |||
| Carolyn Seymour | ... | Lisa Dietrich (scenes deleted) | |
| Carl Lawrence Ludwig | ... | Young Czech Lover (uncredited) | |
Directed by | |||
| Nicolas Roeg | |||
Writing credits(in alphabetical order) | ||
| Yale Udoff | screenplay | |
Produced by | |||
| Jeremy Thomas | .... | producer | |
| Tim Van Rellim | .... | associate producer | |
Original Music by | |||
| Richard Hartley | |||
Cinematography by | |||
| Anthony B. Richmond | (director of photography) (as Anthony Richmond) | ||
Film Editing by | |||
| Tony Lawson | |||
Casting by | |||
| Celestia Fox | |||
Art Direction by | |||
| David Brockhurst | |||
Costume Design by | |||
| Marit Allen | |||
Makeup Department | |||
| Sue Bide | .... | makeup artist | |
| Sarah Monzani | .... | hair stylist | |
Production Management | |||
| Christian Jungbluth | .... | production manager: Austria | |
| Aivar Kaulins | .... | production manager | |
| Detlef Krejci | .... | unit manager: Austria | |
Art Department | |||
| Jonathan Amberston | .... | second assistant art director | |
| John Beard | .... | first assistant art director | |
| Arie Bohrer | .... | assistant art director: Austria | |
| Bob Devine | .... | construction manager | |
| Bryony Foster | .... | property buyer | |
| Janet Shearer | .... | third assistant art director | |
| Ted Western | .... | stand-by propman | |
Sound Department | |||
| Ken Barker | .... | sound re-recording mixer | |
| Alan Bell | .... | sound editor | |
| Tony Bell | .... | boom operator | |
| Rodney Holland | .... | dialogue editor | |
| Paul Le Mare | .... | sound mixer | |
| Jacques Leroide | .... | assistant sound editor | |
| Rodney Glenn | .... | assistant sound editor (uncredited) | |
| John Hayward | .... | sound re-recording mixer (uncredited) | |
Camera and Electrical Department | |||
| Graham Attwood | .... | still photographer | |
| George Beavis | .... | chief grip | |
| Martin Evans | .... | gaffer | |
| John Golding | .... | focus puller | |
| Gordon Hayman | .... | camera operator | |
| Derek Suter | .... | clapper loader | |
| Wick Finch | .... | electrician (uncredited) | |
Casting Department | |||
| Monika Caha | .... | casting: Austria | |
Costume and Wardrobe Department | |||
| Shuna Harwood | .... | additional costumes | |
| Carla Willsher | .... | wardrobe mistress | |
Editorial Department | |||
| David Spiers | .... | assistant film editor | |
Music Department | |||
| François Rabbath | .... | musician: double bass | |
Other crew | |||
| Laurence Boulting | .... | location manager | |
| Clinton Cavers | .... | location manager | |
| Brian Doyle | .... | publicist | |
| Ingrid Durst | .... | production assistant: Austria | |
| Kay Fenton | .... | continuity | |
| Johannes Freisinger | .... | location manager:Austria | |
| Susan Kane | .... | production secretary | |
| Angela Mackworth-Young | .... | assistant to director | |
| Borjan Nakicenovic | .... | propman: Austria | |
| Jaqi Neilist | .... | production secretary | |
| Hugh O'Donnell | .... | location manager | |
| Alex Richards | .... | chief production accountant | |
| Caroline Sax | .... | production secretary | |
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When BAD TIMING: A SENSUAL OBSESSION emerged in 1980, its distributor dropped it like a hot potato. Sex! Surgery! Semen stains! Strippers rolling around on meshy overwire! It was all too much for the Rank Organization, a fading production empire with a long history of releasing family classics like GREAT EXPECTATIONS. (Curiously, Rank did sponsor a 'Win a trip to Vienna, location of BAD TIMING!' publicity contest at early bookings). The only reason they financed the picture, allegedly, was for its Freudian-tinged pedigree. When they saw the finished product, they labeled it 'a film about sick people, made by sick people, for sick people.'
Deviant psychology is but one of the many twisted pleasures in this tragically neglected masterpiece from '70s visionary Nicolas Roeg. With iconoclastic films like WALKABOUT, DON'T LOOK NOW and MAN WHO FELL TO EARTH, Roeg pioneered a new kind of film language. He replaced traditional narrative storytelling with stunning photography, explicit carnality and a signature editing style of jump cuts, cross cuts and subliminal flicker cuts Mixmastered into a mosaic of multiple interpretations. (Unlike today's A.D.D.-inducing overkill, Roeg's fragmentary cutting technique always provided insight into character psychology.) To those of us weaned on art cinema in the '70s and energized by the limitless possibilities of the medium, Nicolas Roeg was (and remains) a god. No filmmaker since has picked up the maverick torch that this deity carried for more than a decade.
Trying to encapsulate BAD TIMING's nuanced, character-driven plot is like describing Europe in a postcard. Essentially, it's about an eroticized interpersonal attraction that goes horribly awry, spiraling into jealousy, paranoia and (of course) sexual obsession. Theresa Russell's wild child Milena (the personification of Henry James' headstrong American girl abroad) is compulsively drawn to a fellow Yank stationed in Austria -- the buttoned-down, Freudian shrink/visiting prof Dr. Linden. Their passionate affair has led to a potentially tragic outcome, and it's up to a local police inspector (Harvey Keitel) to sort out what went wrong, why, and whether criminal malice was involved.
What makes this relationship drama so compelling is Roeg's structure: the film starts in the middle, jumps ahead to the end, then back to the prologue within the first four minutes and continues in a non-linear fashion until the final shot. It takes us viewers a while to get our bearing, but it also elicits our rapt attention to detail. Never are we certain if the cascading flashbacks are meant to be objective on the filmmaker's part, or the skewed perspective of one of the three main characters. Is Russell a victim, or a tramp? Is Garfunkel a creep, or is that just Keitel's projection? Is Keitel a sympathetic doppelganger, or a crafty manipulator? The stars turn in complex, though off-center performances. Keitel turns miscasting to his advantage; never has he underplayed 'menacing' like he does here. Garfunkel's lack of charisma will turn many viewers off, but he's 100% believable as a shrewd, unstable shrink. Yet it's Russell who's the revelation those who subscribe to the lazy theory that she can't act will be astonished here. What she may lack in formal technique, she compensates with fearless commitment. Hers may be the most passionate performance by a 21-year old ever captured on film.
Tony Richmond's widescreen photography is particularly rich in color and composition (the film's look was based on the art of Gustav Klimt). He shows us a Vienna that's cold, academic, clinical but electric whenever Russell's on screen. There's a sequence in a university courtyard where he changes lenses, practically from shot to shot, to convey Russell's emotional collapse. (In the background, Keith Jarrett's 'Köln Concert' mourns her sad dilemma.) It's a heartbreaking passage, poetically surpassed only by the connecting shot of Garfunkel brooding through a polarized car windshield at daybreak. Frequently Richmond balances the stars' close-ups on the very edge of the screen, which is why the film's power is neutered on cable TV, where 2/3 of the image is lopped off. In that pan-and-scan atrocity, the screen is forever hovering on backgrounds and earlobes.
The real tragedy is that BAD TIMING has never been released on any home video format, and I fear it may never happen. It was made at a time when music licenses weren't automatically cleared for home viewing. Considering the eclectic soundtrack incorporates Jarrett, Tom Waits, The Who, Billie Holiday, Harry Partch and others, the idea of renegotiating deals at this point would be any lawyer's nightmare. Even worse, Roeg himself believes the few prints that Rank struck are probably lost or damaged beyond repair, and one fears for the state of the negative. My overlong, effusive review here is a direct plea for a rescue operation. Is any entrepreneurial DVD-releasing outfit willing to salvage this forgotten treasure from obscurity and give it the best letterboxed release possible? Once people are able to see this film as it was intended for the first time in 24 years or more I believe its reputation will grow immeasurably. There is simply no other film like it, and, based on current popular trends, nor will there ever be.