The Silence Of The Lambs (1991)

To get the actual movie quality review dispensed with, here it is…

The “action” sequences are almost as cheezy as the quasi-60’s “epic” film score.

At all other points, it’s very well-made and it is certainly as disturbing as it is intelligent.  A fictional documentary of perhaps the absolute height of parasitical development – The infestation in human form.

For all the morons that worship serial killers for their “Non-Conformity” to banality, here’s the Sterling example of the problem with that…for every person that conforms to societal norms of limits/regulations of acceptable conduct because they’re too stupid and/or afraid to do otherwise, there’s one (hopefully many more) that does so because they accept the fact that without certain simple, basic generally accepted absolute limits on behavior (e.g. you can’t kill and eat someone for sadistic pleasure as Hannibal Lecter does) the world would be even more fcked up than it already is.

Only Pure Anarchists, Lunatics, and Liars would dispute this.

Hannibal Lecter, and any real-life variation thereon = Tremendous and complete waste of vast human potential reducing said person to the equivalent of any other parasite…a mosquito or tick, for example.  That such a trivial thing can be worshipped is a statement on the desperation of some for an escape from the very same banality they supposedly despise.

Grade: A-

Author: Puppy

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