A series of film reviews and opinion pieces from a film student and all round movie lover! Happy reading!
As far as classic films go, it’s difficult to go through life without either hearing classic lines or seeing classic and well-known scenes having not seen the film.
“The Silence of the Lambs” is no exception, but at the same time it is. Sure, the scenes we all know; “I’m having an old friend for dinner” and “I ate his liver with a side of fava beans” have been seen time and time again, not to mention the haunting Hannibal hiss/slurp.
Yet “The Silence of the Lambs” was a different sort of thriller that is cleverly structured and harrowingly played out.
The strong feminine presence is refreshing to see in a horror, with the leading lady more often than not either not excising to begin with or being stupidly massacred following an act of pure idiocy.
The film does not paint the male species in a positive light, with the expection of a couple of respectable male characters, but they are few and far between.
Chilling to say the least, Sir Anthony Hopkin’s Hannibal Lecter is truly one of the greatest psychopathic murderers to have graced the silver screen. Hopkins’ efforts in bringing ‘Hannibal the cannibal’ to life are extraordinary, with the unsettling staring, the nostril flaring and the overall calmness of the nightmarish figure.
The cinematography is outstanding, particularly with the unusual use of the point of view shot, which adds so much tension and emotion to the scenes and ultimately sets up arguably the scariest and most heart-stopping use of the POV shot in recent times towards the films conclusion.
A negative would be the screen time of Lecter. Although he is a considerable and crucial part of the film, for all that is said about his character, there needed to be more of Hannibal to really make this a perfect crime/horror/thriller.
Truly living up to the hype and endless quotations, “The Silence of the Lambs” sticks and lingers, and that isn’t a good thing, if you want to sleep that is.