The Silence of the Lambs
Hannibal Lector. Whether you like it or not, he's one of the iconic characters in cinema, everyone knows who he is, everyone has said or at least heard at one time, "Hello, Clarice." Everyone knows how he likes to prepare his liver. One of the best things about this movie, besides Sir Anthony Hopkins, is how closely it follows the book. The book was wonderful, but it doesn't really come alive until Hopkins dons the face mask, solidifying Lector as one of the scariest characters in movie history. By just speaking, he is able to convey this weird sense of madness and cool interest in Jodie Foster, who does a wonderful job as well. You get the sense that they know these characters and they are really bringing them to life. It makes me question Anthony Hopkins’ personal life, but I guess that’s just none of my business.
The reason this was such a great movie while Hannibal was a piece of forgettable garbage was because it focused more on the small intimate moments between Hannibal and Clarice. I get chills every time his finger caresses her hand as he gives her the documents. Sure, this isn’t your regular let’s-kill-all-the-actors kind of horror movie, but that doesn’t mean a thriller like this can’t be scary. The angles they use on Hopkins’ face are beautiful (not attractive, just wonderful), and the portrayal of Buffalo Bill and his dungeon are insane. Insane as in crazy but also in some other sense that I’m not sure about right now. I’ll edit this later to explain.
Buffalo Bill’s voice is the scariest for me, even when he says such hilarious lines as, “Wait, was she a great big fat person?" Funny but scary when coming from a murderer who skins his victims to make a woman suit, which is all kinds of disgusting. Every sense of the word. My mom warned me for years after this came out to never help a man with a cast load furniture into a van. That’s probably the only real effect this film/book has had on my life, but I still watch it every time it’s on TV. I mean every time.
I really recommend this for people who like thrillers but not so much blood and guts or straight up horror. The thing that gets most people with this film is the psychology involved. What are Hannibal’s motives? I know I’ve said in previous posts that I hate when a killer doesn’t have a motive, but I feel like Hannibal did all along (and he did, although I hated Hannibal Rising and never even tried to read the book.) So I make an exception for this one, and some others, for the sheer weight of good film-making. Watch this movie, you won’t be sorry. Now fly little Starling, fly fly fly.
Sorry I haven’t written in awhile, I just got through the process of moving again, so I’m all set up now and ready to write some good ol’ fashioned blogs.
P.S. Thanks for the comment and linking to me, lis, I appreciate having a fan. Unfortunately, I’m not quite ready for marriage, but I’ll definitely send you a message when I am.