An FBI trainee (Jodie Foster) must consult a cannibalistic serial-killer (Anthony Hopkins) for insight into a new killer (Ted Levine) on the loose.
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God I love it when a true artist is handed a commercial property. Of course it's great to see great genre filmmakers do their thing (ie: George Romero doing zombies or John Carpenter doing horror) but it's an extra-special treat when a filmmaker you've followed for years is suddenly able to apply their style and passions to the type of movie that attracts a big advertising budget and huge opening weekend business. It's like an amazing two-for-one: a well-made film that speaks to your soul - FILLED WITH AWESOME STUFF! In The Silence Of The Lambs you get all of Jonathan Demme's acute, subtextual observations about America's violent soul, alongside grad gugnol-esque set-pieces like the "snapshot from hell" sequence where Lecter escapes. This is precisely how you get a film The Academy can feel secure honoring with awards-o-plenty that is also fun to watch with your friends! I honestly don't know why Hollywood doesn't do this more often because I'll take Robert Wise's The Haunting over Jan De Bont's The Haunting any day of the week.
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