Klaus Kinski is a creepy bastard. He owns an apartment house for women and he slinks around through the crawlspace watching them in their apartments. Well, watching is the lesser evil, he actually abducts, tortures and kills them. As the son of an ex Nazi surgeon, he has lots of cool tools and a creative mind that knows how to use them. He keeps one woman as a pet, he ripped her tongue out to keep her quiet, I know a few men who might appreciate that. Every day he plays a little game of Russian roulette, after the click of the empty chamber he quietly says, “So be it.” Then lives to maim and torture another day.
Not Klaus’ best effort, but I really do love this man as a villain. He’s so mild mannered and soft-spoken, he’s respectful and classic looking. No one would suspect he had a whole other agenda. Did you ever notice that he perpetually looks like something smells bad? The man’s nostrils are hypnotizing.
I smell fear, or maybe it's just that fart I squeezed out.