Everyone declares Don’t Look Now his best work, but how to choose? This was a shaman at work
Nicolas Roeg messed me up. That is why I loved him. He messed everything up in ways that are still shocking, exciting and maybe even, as the kids say, “problematic”. Raping an unconscious woman? It’s there in Bad Timing, largely shunned on release as “sick”, although I think this take on obsession is his masterpiece. Gender-blurring, transmogrification, characters merging? He did it all in Performance. Everything is warped in a Roeg film except that gaze, sometimes voyeuristic, so he makes us, the audience, complicit, as time itself swirls back and forth. This is a shaman at work.
Everyone declares Don’t Look Now his best work, but how to choose? I rewatched The Man Who Fell to Earth not long ago and I had forgotten the amount of sex in it. Lots of sex. Roeg showed sex more directly, but also more perversely than just about any other director. He queers the pitch in Performance, while in The Man Who Fell to Earth, Candy Clark carries a fragile, limp David Bowie to her room in a scene that still seems new.
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