Watched Silence of the Lambs a little while ago, but decided not to review it. I dunno, I didn't really have anything new to say about it (nothing really new to say about this movie either, but what the hey) - it freaked the hell out of me and I spent a lot of time thinking about it afterwards.
Anyway, this is the sequel, which has Dr. Lecter doing his thing over in Italy, Clarice doing her thing for the FBI, and Gary Oldman doing whatever the fuck it is he does. I really wanted to see someone feed him cream of wheat in this movie. Go figure.
Now. I had very, very low expectations of this movie, so it actually did impress me by having some semblance of structure.
It wasn't very scary, or very interesting - the script was pretty amusing and bits of it were vaguely entertaining, but it wasn't really enough considering the creative team involved (although I'm told the book didn't give them all that much to work with).
And dammit, I missed Jodie Foster (again, nothing particularly new to that statement). I like Julianne Moore okay, but not as much. I have a lot of respect for Jodie Foster, and it was probably a good thing that she got out of this movie.
And you know, Anthony Hopkins got all... squidgy. He was friggin ripped in the first movie. In this one he looks like... well, like he's been living in Italy and eating pepperoni for ten years. Still kind of creepy and sort of endearing, but not so much.
But though the movie was totally skanky, the last... fifteen, twenty minutes were alright. You know, from about the bit with the pigs til the end, the movie gets into a groove. Up until that point nothing really interesting happens.
Okay, it was stupid as fuck, but it was at least really gross. So hells, why not. Overall, though, not particularly engaging.
Directed by: Ridley Scott. Written by: David Mamet & Steve Zaillian based on the novel by Thomas Harris. Starring: Anthony Hopkins, Julianne Moore, Gary Oldman, Ray Liotta, Giancarlo Giannini, Francesca Neri.