When I was a kid, one of the most sensual images burned into my young Tim brain was the sultry lips of Nastassja Kinski. In more recent times, one of my favorite comic bits is Patton Oswalt’s analysis of the difference between Bob Ross (another obsession of mine, but that’s a whole other story) and William Alexander, the latter of whom Patton described as “Klaus Kinski on crank.”
I had never heard of Mr. Kinski before, but he was the father of the aforementioned sultry-lipped beauty. Being a curious sort, I decided to read up on the man and watch some of his acting. I fear I may be getting obsessed with this fellow (much as I did with Harry Nilsson) although Bob Ross and Harry Nilsson weren’t stark, raving mad as Mr. Kinski appears to have been. In any event, below is just a taste – - I watched all 9 segments of Kinski’s “Jesus” performance, and it’s pretty damned amazing.