The Silence of the Lambs (1991) [Special Edition]
DVD9 | ISO+MDS | NTSC 16:9 (720x480) | Cover + DVD Scan | 01:58:25 | 7,77 Gb
Audio: English AC3 5.1 @ 448 Kbps; French, Spanish - AC3 2.0 @ 192 Kbps (each) | Subs: English, French, Spanish
Genre: Thriller | Won 5 Oscars + 40 wins | USA
DVD9 | ISO+MDS | NTSC 16:9 (720x480) | Cover + DVD Scan | 01:58:25 | 7,77 Gb
Audio: English AC3 5.1 @ 448 Kbps; French, Spanish - AC3 2.0 @ 192 Kbps (each) | Subs: English, French, Spanish
Genre: Thriller | Won 5 Oscars + 40 wins | USA
Young FBI agent Clarice Starling is assigned to help find a missing woman to save her from a psychopathic serial killer who skins his victims. Clarice attempts to gain a better insight into the twisted mind of the killer by talking to another psychopath Hannibal Lecter, who used to be a respected psychiatrist. FBI agent Jack Crawford believes that Lecter who is also a very powerful and clever mind manipulator have the answers to their questions to help locate the killer. Clarice must first try and gain Lecter's confidence before he is to give away any information.
IMDB - Top 250 #25
Clarice Starling, a green FBI recruit, is sent to interview a captive serial killer - Hannibal Lecter. The object of the exercise is to get Lecter to give an insight into the mind of an active serial killer - Buffalo Bill - who has a curious habit of skinning his victims.
Lecter, it turns out, knows exactly who the killer is and the mind games begin. He drops clues to the killer's identity in return for snippets of personal information from Starling, leading to a grisly discovery. Meanwhile, a mutilated body is found with a moth chrysalis bizarrely lodged in its throat. The stakes are raised when Buffalo Bill kidnaps a new victim, the daughter of a senator. Starling offers Lecter a bogus transfer to more agreeable surroundings in return for the killer's name - but Lecter sets in motion his own fiendish agenda.
Director Jonathan Demme seemed an unlikely choice for this thriller-cum-horror film as his credentials were less than inspiring, Married To The Mob is a pleasant enough comedy but hardly earth-shaking and his best film had been Swimming to Cambodia - Spalding Gray's monologue concerning the making of The Killing Fields.
Anthony Hopkins came from his success in The Elephant Man and Jodie Foster had been campaigning for the role of Starling for a while. Everything clicked.
Silence of the Lambs joins the ranks of a handful of perfect films. Jodie Foster pulls off the performance of her career, vulnerable yet strong. Hopkins has a blast as the cool-as-ice psycho and as the (slightly) lesser of the two evils, Ted Levine is genuinely disturbing, even if he is occasionally reminiscent of a David Lee Roth music video.
We are teased with the graphic results of the killer's handiwork, setting up the expectation of horrible possibilities. Every encounter with Lecter increases the disquiet. The parallel stories of the two serial killers exponentially increase the tension of the whole and this unrelenting film never lets the audience relax.
It snagged five Oscars in 1992, including best acting gongs for Hopkins and Foster. That Hopkins only has around 17 minutes of screen time gives some idea of the impression he makes.
And its legacy? Silence of the Lambs fuelled a fascination for killers and police procedurals that continues up to the various CSI series today.
"A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti." Anthony Hopkins as Dr. Hannibal Lecter suddenly relives this glorious moment of cannibalism - a speech now doing the party-turn circuit in the US - with a noise more appropriate to professional winetasting, revelling in the memory of the sweet taste of human flesh. And, by the look of sheer horror on her face, it is at this moment that Jodie Foster as budding FBI Agent Clarice Starling first truly realises the type of animal she is dealing with here, a charming, intelligent gentleman at first impression, a quite terrifying pyschopath at will.
It is testament to Jonathan Demme's superb adaptation of Thomas Harris' cult 80s novel that these two images of Lecter never lose their grip from the quite brilliant opening visiting sequence, the one reaffirming the other, combining to create the most memorable basketcase in the movies since Norman Bates first opened for business. This is a man who sketches and listens to Mozart while planning to literally eat off a policeman's face, a creature sensitive to Starling's tale of childhood torment yet cruelly reticent in supplying clues that might lead to the capture of the serial killer closest to his natural heir.
If Hopkins' unforgettable Lecter is what puts The Silence Of The Lambs into genuine phenomenon territory, it is Foster's fleshing out of FBI student Starling which gives the film real class, a performance easily on a par with her Oscar-winning turn in The Accused and one likely to see her back in the frame next March. Scott Glenn provides typically solid support as the G-man charged with leading the hunt for the killer, the ubiquitous Chris Isaak makes a distinctly cameo appearance as leader of a SWAT team and even good old Roger Corman gets in on the act as a blink-and-you'll-miss-him exponent of the FBI school of excellence.
Ultimately, though, Demme's breakthrough film is a triumph by virtue of its narrative strength, its sheer confidence in tackling Harris complex characterisation head-on, and its ability to scare the shit out of its audience without ever once resorting to amateur hour frightwigs and hands-over-the-eyes. Fingerlickin' good.
A first unmissable, then enduring, but always unmissable classic.
Special Features:
- Documentary "Inside The Labyrinth" (01:03:03)
- Original 1991 "Making Of" featurette (08:08)
- Photo Galery
- 21 Deleted Scenes (20:32)
- Hannibal DVD trailer (02:24)
- Theatrical trailer (01:51)
- Anthony Hopkins Phone Message (00:33)
- Outtakes reel (01:47)
- TV Spots
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