Andrew Perez delivers a totally committed performance from inside Kinski’s head that neither demonizes nor exonerates this controversial figure. The passion he brings is bottomless, making the hour captivating for the audience and clearly unrelenting for Perez.
What I didn't like
My overall impression
A lot of background work obviously went into this. The writing from Perez and the direction from Eric Johnson hone what could be a cathartic explosion into a dramatic piece of theater, whether you’re familiar with Kinski or not. (If you’re not, you’ll be on Wikipedia and IMDb as soon as the ovation’s over.)