A look at All I Need is
Love: A Memoir, the nightmare autobiography
of Klaus Kinski...from the safety of my
suburban home. By Lou Goncey
The book is a light blue.
Yellow letters spell out 'KINSKI' boldly
across the top, red letters spell out 'ALL
I NEED IS LOVE' less boldly across the bottom.
A charcoal self-portrait of Klaus adorns
the space in between -- stark eyes and nose,
a suggested face, fat red, lips.
I flip open the book to a
random page. Page 180. Klaus is talking
about his adventures with two lesbians,
an actress and a hairdresser. He wants the
hairdresser. They are in his bedroom suite.
The actress masturbates while Klaus dances
with and fondles the hairdresser. His current
lover shows up at the front door. He delays
her long enough for the lesbians to dress.
Another random selection.
Page 65. "Each time I touch her, she
tears herself away from me. After two hours
of this, I rip her blouse off with one swipe.
Her tits force themselves into my mouth.
We tug at each other's clothes, stumble,
stumble, fall onto the floor, pant, gasp,
scream as if our lives depended on shredding
"Naked, we crouch in
front of each other, bite each other. Hit
each other. Our bodies. Our faces. Our genitals.
Attack each other dangerously. Painfully."
"She throws herself onto
her belly, her ass juts up, her cheeks gape
wide, as I shove my twitching cock into
her hot, wet cunt."
Sex is very important to Klaus.
In many ways, it can be seen as the prime
motivator in his life. If you happen to
be a big fan of prose pornography, get this
Kinski has lived a hellish
life. As a child, he starved and stole for
his family. He deserted from the army. He
has been in old-fashioned insane asylums.
He has worked in the jungles with Werner
Herzog. If you are a big fan of hellish
lifestyles, get this book.
Everytime I try to sit down
and write this review, I get hung up. I
pick up the book in order to find a tasty
tidbit, and I find myself an hour later,
completely lost in it. The review format
is not the correct technique for discussing
this book. The ultimate compliment I can
pay it is by saying that the only way to
truly appreciate this book is to sit down
and actually read it.
All I Need is Love is written
in the present tense. Klaus rarely gives
any temporal references -- everything exists
in a perpetual present. Good slams into
evil, success into failure. Day by day is
the way life is to be lived, impulses are
The book is divided into five
sections, five acts. The first chapter is
Early Klaus. It covers his life up
to his discovery of sex and his outrageous
desire for it. On page 8, we discover the
Kinski Kreed, as stated unsaid to his mother.
"What I really want to say is: You
can count on the fact that I won't give
up. Never. That nothing and no one will
ever force me to my knees. That one day
I will repay your brave love. That I will
see to it that you don't have to labor like
a slave anymore. That one day I will make
so much money by my own wits that I'll even
be able to buy you a winter coat, mittens,
and warm shoes. And that you will drink
as much real coffee and eat as many rolls
with real honey as you desire." The
chapter details his first sexual encounters
with his sister to the point where his entire
life revolves around the sex act.
Chapter Two deals with his
short career in the military, his first
theatre experiences and successes, his entrance
into an insane asylum, his loss of everything,
and his face off with death (my favorite
part of the book). Klaus has a throat infection
which is constantly expanding. Soon he will
suffocate to death. With no money for the
necessary operation and treatment he gets
the embassy to loan him the money. Now he
must wait for the doctor's appointment.
But the agony is too much. In desperation,
he sticks a knife down his throat -- and
ruptures the infection! He pukes out a squirt
of green pus and walks away with the money!
The third chapter deals with
his comeback, his whoring in movies just
for the money, his marriage to Biggi and
the birth of Natassja -- and to the eventual,
and I suppose inevitable, breakup of this
marriage due to Klaus's woman-chasing ways.
This chapter is chock full of whacked sexual
encounters for those people who are reading
the book for that noble purpose.
Chapter Five deals with his
marriage to Minhoi and the birth of Ninhoi,
Kinski's son whom the book is dedicated
to. The chapter contains the first of the
infamous Herzog bashings and ends with the
breakup of Klaus and Minhoi.
The conclusion of the memoir
deals with Later Kinski. He's a wreck
and continues to make movies simply for
the money. He constantly tries to get Minhoi
back. The last lines of the book are, "I
call Minhoi from Manuas in the Brazilian
jungle. She hangs up on me. Herzog comes
to the airport to embrace me. I feel sick."
I don't feel sick, I feel
elated. They usually say that fiction is
real life with all the boring parts taken
out. This is not necessary with Klaus Kinski.
All I Need is Love is a truly remarkable
book. The Gonster highly recommends it,
including the required adjustments to one's
lifestyle in order to live more like Klaus.
If you should come across a copy of the
book, buy it instantly -- it's a collector's
item. Due to a contract dispute (rumors
abound that Kinski had already sold his
exclusive autobiography to an Italian publisher
a long time ago) the book was recalled by
Random House, its publisher.
I would like to believe that
it was actually pulled due to the highly
offensive nature. And I don't think I'm
wrong. Happy reading!
[Editor's Note: Kinski's
autobiography was recently reissued under
the title Uncut.
An informed source told us that the book
is the complete manuscript Kinski
wrote, and was translated by the top German
translator. In addition, the cover portrait
shown above was actually created by Kinski's