As you can tell, I like it. Watching it again after many years, I found more qualities to enjoy. It always surprises me how little Anthony Hopkin's Hannibal Lecter actually appears in the movie, and how his story is not the one driving the plot, that honour goes to Buffalo Bill and his truly creepy intent to make a human suit out of human skin. Pleasant. Jodie Foster is phenomenal as Clarice Starling, and I can't help but see her as a proto-Scully, being a massive X-Phile and all. There's so much going on beneath the surface with Foster, and every uncomfortable moment makes you squirm watching her, particularly when Hannibal is psyching her out.
I've never really noticed the camera techniques that director Jonathan Demme uses. The close, straight on shots of Hannibal or Clarice, or the Clarice-POV shots, where everyone who's staring strangely at the young FBI cadet is also staring at the audience, are effective and unnerving. Demme really draws the audience in. It's also surprising how un-graphic some of the more horrible sequences are. Sure there are spurts of blood here and there and at one point Hannibal wears someone else's skinned face... but the camera doesn't dwell on the gore like some of today's gornography-fests. A lot of the gruesomness is got across by using graphic wordplay and suggestion, which is always a lot scarier since you have to use your imagination.

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