Hannibal Lecter is a fascinating character, he's not the typical mass murderer or a regular psycho. No, he's a refined intellectual, a genius, a classy and seductive gentleman and on top of that, a violent killer who also happens to eat his victims, or somehow toy with them. His particular nature is more reflected in Hannibal than in any of the other related films (Manhunter -Michael Mann, 1986; The Silence of the Lambs -Jonathan Demme, 1991; Red Dragon -Brett Ratner's remake of Manhunter, 2002). For example when he lives in Florence and becomes a curator of a well-known museum, or when he goes to the Opera, or when he provides Dante Allighieri's references to inspector Rinaldo Pazzi; or when he sends a subtle note (with a beautiful drawing attached) to Clarice (brilliantly played by Julianne Moore, better than Jodie Foster, in my opinion) with an exclusive fragrance in it; the things he says, the things he does,the things he eats, the music, the shots of Florence (specially the ones with the pigeons in the main square or when the hit-man chases him) his brutality towards Mason Verger, Rinaldo Pazzi and Paul Krendler. To sum up, Ridley Scott was extraordinarily accurate on depicting Lecter's essence on this picture.
Same thing about Clarice, only that she's a troubled mind as far as her identity, her job (the complex relationship with her sexist co-workers and with the CIA itself), with her past and with her life in general, makes her a more complex character than the Foster's one.
When this two beautifully written and directed characters converge, you get an extraordinary experience, where Mason Verger, the giant hogs, Florence, Krendler (and his roll at what turns out to be one of the wickedest romantic dinners in movie history, for sure) and whatnot, can't be left in second term when viewing and reviewing this film.
The ending it's remarkable. Lecter's choice clearly states that there's a human behind the beast, with weaknesses and feelings.
Same thing about Clarice, only that she's a troubled mind as far as her identity, her job (the complex relationship with her sexist co-workers and with the CIA itself), with her past and with her life in general, makes her a more complex character than the Foster's one.
When this two beautifully written and directed characters converge, you get an extraordinary experience, where Mason Verger, the giant hogs, Florence, Krendler (and his roll at what turns out to be one of the wickedest romantic dinners in movie history, for sure) and whatnot, can't be left in second term when viewing and reviewing this film.
The ending it's remarkable. Lecter's choice clearly states that there's a human behind the beast, with weaknesses and feelings.
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