We all have our personal favorite Mr. Rochester (sup Michael Fassbinder you potentially spouse abusing dude you), but what happens when you take Bronte’s description of the dour dude who stores crazy wives in the attic and put it into the same software that the police use to build composite sketches of suspects?

You get this guy!

He's a bowl cut away from murdering people in No Country For Old Men.

I bet your sex feelings for him have puttered out now eh?

Mine too.

Other terrifying men and woman of fiction can be found at The Composites. Come back here after you look and we can talk about how weird it is that the titans of literature all have pointed chins.

Source [Gizmodo]