Originally Lesley and I had planned to watch Frankenstein Must be Destroyed for our October Horror Project. Of course like a petulant child, Netflix streaming was acting out. For some reason the service would only show the first few minutes (which seemed quite good) before restarting. So we went with an alternate.
If you choose to watch Crawlspace, patience is the key. It starts with a long drawn out opening credit sequence which is actually set in a crawlspace. This segues into Klaus Kinski watching a quintessential 80’s blonde in red lingerie who has rape role play and fairly explicit sex (especially verbally) with her boyfriend. At this point, my natural reaction was that they had cut up a skinamax thriller with shots of Kinski looking through an air vent. Luckily, it turned out to be more than that, and Kinski had a much bigger role.
The plot doesn’t really hold up to more than young women in apartment building are terrorized by ex-nazi/psychotic/suicidal/sadist. Kinski is the reason to see the film. He actually does more acting than I have seen him do in some of his 70s euro-horror work, such as Evil Face where he disappears for a large portion of the film. He brings a strange sadness to the character that while it does not encourage sympathy does make him interesting to watch.
Most of the killings occur off-screen, so there is not a lot of blood or gore. A couple of rat related scenes made me jump but not much else. Worth watching on Netflix, but wouldn’t search it out on actual DVD.