I watched this movie last night, The Sticky Fingers of Time, which someone had recommended on their blog months ago. It's about a writer in 1953 who suddenly is in 1997 where she meets up with a crew of sinister time travelers. She gets saved by a novice traveler who innocently gets mixed up in the mess.
It was filmed rather weirdly. Sort of like an independent nouveau-noir piece. Very affected. Sexual tension between every character. But the acting, because it was so affected, was just wooden and weird, and ultimately I'm not sure how much I enjoyed this movie.