I'm the odd one out, the outsider,' he says. 'I guess they often cast me as the bad guy, because I'm not, er, conventional looking. The mouth is so wide, the teeth so oversized, the stare so intense.
Then he turns round, holds out his hand and grins and you simply don't know where to look. From behind, he is ordinarily trendy - faded black denims, bright blond hair tied in a pony tail. He is standing with his back to me, staring out of the window over West Berlin at night. Shocking is the word that springs to mind when you meet Willem Dafoe.
