Linbeymusol Wonderful character development!

Intcatinfo A Masterpiece!

Nayan Gough A great movie, one of the best of this year. There was a bit of confusion at one point in the plot, but nothing serious.

Kirandeep Yoder The joyful confection is coated in a sparkly gloss, bright enough to gleam from the darkest, most cynical corners.

Michael Daniels What this movie actually does is to pose the very controversial question as to whether a person's evil nature (in this case a Nazi war criminal) can be transmitted to their offspring. The answer to this question as far as the makers of the film are concerned, is given clear resolution, and of course this makes it far more disturbing than the usual serial killer fare. For some, this movie is probably too evocative of a past era which I am sure they would wish to forget.

Brian T. Whitlock (GOWBTW) A good deal of living isn't a pain. Only if you see the signs of something that is too good to be true. In "Crawlspace", Klaus Kinship plays Karl Guenther, an apartment owner with a sinister secret. When Lori(Talia Balsam) answers his ad for a apartment for rent, she gets a show of the place, while Karl turned on the stove and sears his palm. She gets the place, and meets the neighbors. Unbeknownst to the others, Karl Guenther is also a voyeur. He spies on the lady tenants, and mentally seduces them. Earlier, Sophie(Tane) was being watched by not only Karl, but her boyfriend Hank (David Abbott). When they get acquainted, Karl watches them perform. When all the ladies have a "Sweet party", Karl devises his plan to crash it. He rigged a compartment for the rat to come in. All but Lori freak out. The big dirty secret of Karl is that he's a doctor; A Nazi doctor. He was responsible for killing 67 people in Argentina. One of the victims is the brother of the man who has tracked him down for 3 years. Following the footsteps of his father, he's sharing the ideology. Karl has added items to his collection. One of them is a woman whose tongue is cut out. The eyes of Sophie's boyfriend who had a standoff against in the second night, and the finger with the ring of from and resident's date. The standoff is tight. More like being in a labyrinth. This movie is like for scientists, history buffs, and what not. It's not for everyone, for horror buffs this is the one. 4 out of 5 stars

gavin6942 A retired doctor (Klaus Kinski), who is also the son of a Nazi surgeon, rents out apartments to young women so he can crawl through the air ducts and spy on them. Of course, with Nazi blood running through his veins, spying is not all he has in mind."Crawlspace" is, unfortunately, not a very well known film. Sure, slashers in the 1980s were common enough, and being a Charles Band production, you might have your doubts. But this was during his Empire years, when he was producing such greats as "Re-Animator". And this is no typical slasher: the focus is on the subversive nature of the killer, not on the body count (which is actually rather low). Band's influence can be seen in only one real way: the re-use of sets from the movie "Troll", which helped keep the budget low.As horror historian and ambassador Jon Kitley says, "Despite the unique storyline, it is really Kinski that makes this movie memorable." Kitley says he was "amazed at the sheer talent" of Kinski. This is absolutely true: while the film could have starred anyone, Kinski's look, voice and mannerisms really give him the rich, creepy feeling the character of Dr. Gunther needs. All else is background to his presence, making him something of an anti-hero.Director David Schmoeller really gets in there with angles, and shows us just how tight those crawlspaces are that Gunther worms his way into. It's not quite claustrophobic, but pushes the boundaries of where we think a man can hide. Schmoeller, along with Ken Hall, went on to write the screenplay for and direct "Puppet Master". Frankly, I think this is the better film.I was somewhat confused by the Friedrich Nietzsche photograph on the office wall, the Nazi film and the Nazi hat. I understand the Nazi ideals and beliefs somehow came from Gunther's father, who fled Germany to raiuse the family in Argentina. But to lump Nietzsche in with the Nazis is just misguided, at best.If you can find a copy of this, pick it up. Rent it, or buy it. Netflix has it available for you, but I really think this is one of those films any horror buff should have in their personal collection. I am not sure what is on the DVD as far as special features, but if any film is worthy of some great features, this would be the one.

Robert J. Maxwell Maybe I'm having a relapse or something but I happened to catch this recently and vice versa. By God, this piece of mind-numbing garbage swept me away, partly because I was curious to see how low it could go. That wouldn't have been motive enough, agreed, but the photography was lurid and quite nicely done, all at the same time. And Klaus Kinski! First of all -- that face, unequaled in its unequability. Second, what is "Aguirre: The Wrath of God" and "Fitzcarraldo" doing in this junk? Then there is Talia Balsam, Martin's daughter, whose appearance rises just far enough above mediocrity to pass "prettiness" without achieving "glamorous." She always looks somewhat startled and frightened, regardless of what's going on around her. I like that in a woman. Her range as an actress, judging from the three films I've seen her in, is moderate but appealing. Then there is the set dresser. Now, the temptation in a bloody and insane shocker like this must be to construct a set, supposed to be a middle-class apartment building, to look like the house in "Psycho." Instead, what we see is an ordinary middle-class apartment building. Relatively speaking, anyway, since Kinski as the landlord is anything but ordinary.The musical score is by Pino Donaggio, done by the numbers, and if you've heard one Brian DePalma imitation of Hitchcock, you've heard Donaggio's score before. The plot almost defies description because it is so far beneath it. Kinski is a maniacal doctor, an ex-Nazi, who discovered by accident that he happened to love killing patients while in South American exile. For his amusement, he breeds rats, plays with a big pistol against his skull, peeks in on his few attractive tenants (no sex, so don't worry, just mutilations and blood all over). When he really wants to relax he runs newsreels of Hitler's speeches and sports a Wehrmacht officer's cap. People are killed by being nailed to furniture, impaled by a steel spike while sitting innocently in a chair (ouch), and being blasted by that hand-held cannon.It's a thought-provoking movie though. The thought it provokes is this. How can two ugly men like Klaus Kinski and Martin Balsam produce two such toothsome daughters?