Close-up: Face-the-face as inscrutable as that of the Sphinx and just as far removed from humanity. It could be the face of an angel, or just as easily a devil. It is the face that presented the seventies with an androgynous ultimatum: you either love it or laugh at it, cheer it or fear it, but take it or leave it, there is no room for indifference. Most would recognize it as the face of David Bowie, glitter prince of rock ‘n’ roll. But this is not David Bowie, this is Thomas Jerome Newton.

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