Tis the season to re-read and talk about one of my favorite books of all time.
Iconic. Legendardy. Classic.
When you think of The Silence of the Lambs you may think of the movie at first. It stars Anthony Hopkins and Jodie Foster and it is incredible. The best part is that it follows the book so closely. So yes, the book and the movie are both astounding. Do you know how rare that is?
There’s a serial killer on the loose.
They’ve dubbed him Buffalo Bill because he skins his victims.
Clarice Starling is not yet out of training at the FBI but Jack Crawford, Agent-in-Charge, sees massive potential in her. He sends her to present a questionnaire to the psychiatric and cannibalistic serial killer, Dr. Hannibal Lecter who is imprisoned in a mental institution. However, Crawford has a real intention, he needs help with Buffalo Bill and he knows Lecter can help, it’s will he help that’s the question.
Over the next few visits Lecter and Clarice form a bond and while she feeds him information about herself he gives her clue after clue about the whereabouts about Buffalo Bill and who he might be.
It is a process of quid pro quo and Clarice diving further and further into her memories as she takes on not just one but two mad men.
Whenever anybody describes a book written simplistically I’ll think of this one because that is exactly the format that Harris used and it works well. There’s no flowery prose, no overwrought speech. The punch line is clear and to the point, clinical at times and it works, especially since the tone of it all seems very procedural like. Like a serial killer’s mind in fact.
There are two killers in this story and I don’t know who scares me more. I think it would have to be Hannibal because he is so smart and you just never know what to expect. At the same time however Buffalo Bill’s brashness is terrifying because you wouldn’t expect it? He plans well too but but Lecter’s intelligence isn’t to be defeated. I’m still wondering how in the hell somebody like him ever got caught in the first place. It’s chilling honestly.
Out of everyone though,Clarice is my girl. She’s smart, determined, and code switches like a motha fucka. Girl knows how to play the game and plays it well. I rooted for her throughout the entire novel and she is the GOAT of heroines for me. Easily makes a top 10 list. Jodie Foster absolutely killed it in the role and we are going to pretend that Hannibal was ever written. It doesn’t exist, okay?
“Good-bye Clarice. Will you let me know if ever the lambs stop screaming?” “Yes.” Pembry was taking her arm. It was go or fight him. “Yes,” she said. “I’ll tell you.” “Do you promise?””Yes.”