First of all, to hell with television. I’m not talking about any damn T.V. series here. I’m talking about the film, almost a decade and a half old at this point, and nearly universally derided as being a failed sequel to what may be the artiest, classiest slasher film ever made – The Silence of the Lambs. Yes, I’m talking about that Hannibal. I’ve written elsewhere about my love for this film. I’m writing again because there is nothing but negativity out there for this gem. Indeed, Hannibal is one of the most beautiful films ever made, albeit also one of the nastiest. You take the good with the bad, I suppose. Salt and sweet.
To get the bad out of the way, the film is not as tight as its predecessor. That cannot be denied. But so what, let’s move on.
The scenery is great. Really nice looking places. And the soundtrack is among the best ever created. And what is a film if not a collection of images and sounds? As for the story, perfect vehicle to allow the display and exhibition of one of the most memorable characters ever concocted. Hannibal is no longer a villain – he eats the rude, he avenges honest persons when they are wronged by institutionalized corruption, he leads the greedy to their own ending… He is a hero here who even gets the girl, sort of, in the end. Okay, maybe not so much in the film, but the point remains that Hannibal has become in this film almost God-like in his ability to thwart the plans of the evil doers while cleansing the world of their toxic effects. And he does it with class and panache. So, quit trashing one of my favorite films and show some respect towards one of the best films of the first decade of this new century (and millennium). Give it another view (or a first if you haven’t seen it before) and tell me it isn’t memorable, at the very least.