Prepare for your gob to be smacked. In an industry frequently undone by its own hyperbole (the most, the biggest, the best), it is nonetheless astounding to witness the transformation of Robert Pattinson — from the handsome, if glacial, star of the tweenage film phenomenon Twilight (the five-movie franchise earned £2.5 billion at the global box office) to one of 2017’s most Oscar-worthy screen performers.
With his new movie, Good Time, everything has changed for Pattinson. He plays Connie Nikas, a fast-talking New York petty criminal who erupts on to the screen with a fiery intensity not seen since Robert De Niro blew up a postbox at the start of Mean Streets in 1973. Wiry and emaciated, under pockmarked skin and greasy goatee, Pattinson
