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Hannibal Rising
Aye Yai Yai. In this sequel happy world of ours, here is one that was best left untouched. I don’t know why people insist on using a one in a million character like Hannibal Lecter and then proceed to suck every ounce of marketable life out of him. It’s sad really.
Hannibal Rising tries to shoe us why Hannibal is Hannibal but anyone who knows the character from the original film knows that the real Hannibal would eat this kid for breakfast, literally. The adolescent version we are introduced to, portrayed by Gaspard Ulliel, kills more in the ideology of Kevin Spacey in Seven or the boys in Boondock Saints in that they kill the people that deserve to die. Anthony Hopkins taught me that he might eat my face just because he damn well felt like it.
DVD Review: Hannibal Rising
Part of the aura of Hannibal is wondering how the hell he became the monster he did. But knowing that his family was killed in the crossfire of a WWII firefight makes me feel for the guy which makes him less terrifying.
The story is more concerned with how the human flesh is prepared and with what spices than it is with the plot. The movie’s a typical gore fest with not much sustenance added with a dab of martial arts…yes martial arts. This film is a single man’s meal, sloppy and uninventive.
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