When I say the word villain, what image comes to mind?

Perhaps someone with a cold stare and a threatening voice. Someone who delivers dramatic confessions and practically announces their wicked intentions. Think Snidely Whiplash with his black cape, elaborate mustache, and an unfortunate habit of making his intentions perfectly obvious.

We like villains who look like villains. They make the world easier to understand.

The trouble is that evil rarely reveals itself so conveniently.