| 
              
                
              
              
                | 
                  
                
                  
                    | 
                          
                            |  | Movie Review by: 
Jim "Good Old JR" Rutkowski Directed by: Peter Webber
 Written by: Thomas Harris, adapted from novel: "Behind the Mask"
 Starring: Gaspard Ulliel, Gong Li, Rhys Ifans
 Running time: 117 minutes
        Released: 02/09/07
 Rated R for strong grisly violent 
content and some language/sexual references.
 |  
                            | "...nothing in it 
                        vanquishes the sensation that we're being sold something 
                        superfluous -- like a service contract for a carton of 
                        eggs." |  |  
                  
                    |  |  
                    | Other than those likely to inherit a bit 
            of Thomas Harris' estate, is there really anyone interested in 
            perpetuating the story of Hannibal Lecter? 
 Harris first imagined the Luciferian physician with the delicate 
            manners and taste for human flesh in the 1981 novel "Red Dragon," 
            which was filmed five years later as "Manhunter" (with Brian Cox as 
            Lecter). But it took the 1987 novel and, especially, the 1991 film 
            "The Silence of the Lambs" to make the character a permanent part of 
            our collective psyche. Anthony Hopkins hissed and insinuated his way 
            to an Oscar in the role, which he reprised in two lucrative 
            follow-ups: the baroque sequel "Hannibal" and a workmanlike remake 
            of "Red Dragon."
 
 For anyone except the people who sell Harris cars and wine, that 
            might have been enough: a trilogy about an immortal villain who 
            ranks with Satan, Iago, Dracula, and Freddy Krueger in the pantheon 
            of imagined bad guys.
 
 But no. Harris couldn't let Lecter be, and so "Hannibal Rising," a 
            novel revealing just how the monstrous Dr. Lecter got to be that 
            way. And, as surely as a dog's feast of a box of Oreos is followed 
            by somebody's having to clean the floor, here's the movie.
 
 Directed by Peter Webber ("The Girl With the Pearl Earring"), 
            "Hannibal Rising" teems with blood and gore, and actors with 
            ridiculous accents, and absurd conveniences of plot, and dialogue 
            funnier than that in most contemporary comedies (probably 
            unintentional, but it's hard to say for sure).
 
 We start in 1944, when young Hannibal's family home is under siege 
            by marauding Nazis and Lithuanian locals (led by Rhys Ifans) 
            conscripted to do the Germans' especially dirty work. In quick 
            order, the elder Lecters are dead, the kids are captured by the 
            Lithuanians, and young Hannibal watches in horror as his beloved 
            younger sister, Mischa, is eaten by the starving bad guys.
 
 Jump forward a decade or so to France, whence Hannibal (now played 
            by Gaspard Ulliel) has fled in search of an uncle. Alas, the fellow 
            is dead. But he is survived, conveniently, by a beautiful widow 
            (Gong Li) who, conveniently, teaches Hannibal swordsmanship.
 As he incubates a taste for cutting folks apart, Hannibal nurses a 
            thirst for revenge on the monsters who devoured Mischa. The majority 
            of the film tracks his efforts to find and destroy them.
 
 Ulliel ("The Brotherhood of the Wolf," "A Very Long Engagement") 
            cuts a striking figure, with jet black hair, a devilish chin and a 
            dimple on one cheek that seems partly a scar and partly a mocking 
            third eye winking its bearer's heartless intent. He tries gamely to 
            create a character who could morph into the stolid, diabolical 
            Hopkins -- he speaks slowly from beneath hooded, staring eyes, for 
            instance -- but his work never approaches, say, Robert De Niro's 
            brilliant reverse engineering of Marlon Brando's Don Corleone in 
            "The Godfather, Part II."
 
 It's a handsome film, but the pace is continually gummy and the 
            set-ups stiff and artificial. Most crucially, nothing in it 
            vanquishes the sensation that we're being sold something superfluous 
            -- like a service contract for a carton of eggs. Ultimately, neither 
            the director nor the star can be blamed for the obvious reality that 
            a commercially motivated enterprise like "Hannibal Rising" never had 
            a chance of getting off the ground.
 |  
                    |  |  
                    | HANNIBAL 
                    RISING © 
                  2007 MGM Distribution Company, The Weinstein Company. All Rights Reserved
 
 Review © 2007 Alternate Reality, Inc.
 |  |  |