Count Orlok is so hot. I'm sorry. I love his cheekbones, his nose, his intense stare. He's 6'3, lives in a castle and moves cross-country to be near his shordy? The commitment. If he said "You are not for mankind," to me I'd fall to my knees. He appeals to my desires to transcend mundane existence and my probable praise kink. He's dripped the fuck out, has a dog, has really cool glasswear at his castle, and says things like "You are my affliction." My friends say he'd kill me thoughtlessly. Well I've got a death wish papa, astral project right on over to me.
