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Clarice Starling, 7 anni dopo la vicenda Lecter (Silenzio degli innocenti), viene messa sotto accusa dagli organi interni dell'FBI per un intervento troppo energico durante una sparatoria. In questo delicato frangente riceve un messaggio da parte del latitante Lecter, che la incoraggia a tenere duro. Lecter, sparito da anni, vive relativamente tranquillo a Firenze. E' riceClarice Starling, 7 anni dopo la vicenda Lecter (Silenzio degli innocenti), viene messa sotto accusa dagli organi interni dell'FBI per un intervento troppo energico durante una sparatoria. In questo delicato frangente riceve un messaggio da parte del latitante Lecter, che la incoraggia a tenere duro. Lecter, sparito da anni, vive relativamente tranquillo a Firenze. E' ricercato dall'FBI ma soprattutto da una delle sue vittime, il sadico Mason Vergier, costretto da anni su un letto e orrendamente sfigurato da Lecter stesso. Turbata dal richiamo di Lecter, Clarice decide di salvarlo dalla terribile morte a cui Lecter pare essere predestinato. Che folle storia sta per iniziare? Clarice dovrà stare molto attenta......

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Hannibal Reviews

  • Ana
    2019-04-19 19:03

    If I saw you everyday, forever, I would remember this time.And they say psychopaths aren't romantic. (view spoiler)[Their relationship has a great deal to do with the penetration of Clarice Starling, which she avidly welcomes and encourages. It has much to do with the envelopment of Hannibal Lecter, far beyond the bounds of his experience. It is possible that Clarice Starling could frighten him. Sex is a splendid structure they add to every day.Hannibal Lecter and Clarice Starling. Having sex. Everything I thought I knew is a lie.(hide spoiler)]So that just happened… I need time to process.["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>["br"]>

  • Peggy
    2019-04-15 23:05

    Okay, let me confess up front: I loved Red Dragon and The Silence of the Lambs. Loved them. I enjoyed the movies, too: the movie version of Silence of the Lambs scared the pee out of me, and even so, I didn’t want it to end. So, long years later when I finally got hold of a copy of Hannibal, I really, really, wanted to love it, too.But I didn’t.Well, that’s not entirely true. If I pretend that this wasn’t a sequel about characters I already know, then I can find some bright spots. The book has some fantastic descriptions of Italy. There are certainly some creepy scenes that gave me the shivers. I was fascinated by the concept of the memory cathedral. And I felt terribly bad for poor Clarice as her world crumbled in around her. The problem is, none of the characters seem remotely connected to the folks we met before.Hannibal Lecter, an enigma in previous installments, now has a background. It’s tragic and horrifying, but is it enough to form the Hannibal we all know? Maybe. But even if it is, do we really have to know the details of why Lecter is who he is? I’m not convinced that this information makes him a more compelling character.Clarice Starling, whose wagon was hitched to a rising star at the end of Silence, is on the verge of being pushed out of the FBI. She has been overlooked again and again for promotion and is reduced to being scapegoated by talentless superiors.Jack Crawford, a hero and mentor in the previous books, is now (for the short time he appears here) a liability.I understand that people change, but come on. So what happened? What changed between the publication of The Silence of the Lambs and the publication of Hannibal? Well, what changed was the character of Hannibal Lecter. In both Red Dragon and The Silence of the Lambs, Hannibal was a minor (though quite compelling) character. Harris went to great pains to point out that, although clever and extremely cunning, Lecter was not omniscient. There was always an explanation as to how he knew the things he did, and Crawford was equally clever at figuring it out. Enter Jonathan Demme.When Jonathan Demme made the movie version of Silence, he said that he wanted the audience to believe that Lecter was the smartest man alive. It didn’t matter how he knew the things he did—he just knew. And to the credit of both Demme and Anthony Hopkins, it worked. The movie firmly established Lecter’s genius, and in the context of the film, it was brilliant: you never have to explain how Lecter gets his information, and his outrageous escape becomes plausible. Besides, the smarter Lecter is the more the audience worries about Clarice. Hopkins’ performance firmly established a picture in our minds of who Lecter was and how he worked.Enter Thomas Harris, trying to write a sequel to a phenomenally popular book, which was also a hugely successful movie. Now everyone thought of Anthony Hopkins when they thought of Hannibal Lecter, and they believed he was the smartest psycho alive. Instead of writing about his own Hannibal, he tried to write about the Demme/Hopkins Hannibal, and that just didn’t leave him anyplace to go but over the top, which is a crying shame. The book collapses under the sheer magnitude of what we are expected to accept about these characters and where they end up.

  • ☘Misericordia☘⚡ϟ⚡ϟ⚡⛈ ❂❤❣
    2019-04-04 16:07

    DD 10/01/2017 Hated it passionately. This is that rare case where books are even worse than films, if you can believe it. I don't know whatever possessed me to flip through this series. Thankfully, that entity (demon of boredom? cluelesness?) was swiftly exorcised by pretty average writing, plot with Boeing-sized holes (were we really supposed to believe in vanishing special agents who almost no one conveniently gives a damn about?) and nauseating character-building. So far this is a DNF. Left this unfinished and I don't think I'll ever return to it (of my own free will). Or maybe I will, let's live and see about it. This series felt a bit stupid, stilted, pretentious, even. It felt as if Lecter was made and MADE and freaking forced to look like an intellectual. And he didn't come across as one. Or maybe I'm judging intellect on a scale which includes the humanity factor, or lack thereof? Not sure about that.I didn't like the language. The heroes felt without depth. Or maybe I just don't like this concept due to severely disliking the TV snippets of this that have been irritating me to no end for ages. The cannibal idea made me queasy. I can't fathom just how this stuff managed to give rise to that fan thing, where people would go on to even watch series on this topic. It'a goddamn mystery to me. The fact that our protagonist happens to be severely intellectual changes nothing for me. It doesn't add him any charm or any je-ne-sais-quoi or whatever it was that made this stuff popularish. Personally, I don't give a damn if a cannibal killer is an illuminating person or not. And a true intellectual? Don't think he was. I'm sure such an illuminated thinker might have found some other stuff to eat besides fellow humans, if only to be left alone by the society to pursue their oh-so-deep intellectual endeavours.The story with Clarice was, uh, nauseating. How do you really craft a supposedly love story (or whatever it was even supposed to look like!) out of a story line with chemically assisted brainwashing??? That's what it truly was, things should be called their own names!!! And I don't really give a damn about Dr. Lecter's string theory equations (was that supposed to make him more likeable, him penning supposedly brilliant time physics while drugging Clarice out of her mind??). It does not make me sympathise with him, not at all.I'm not rating it so far because it feels worthy of a 1 measly star (for the writer's effort and wasted time, nothing else). Still, all those fans, they couldn't have been totally mistaken about this series. Or could they? I'll give it some time to sit with me. Maybe I missed something totally notable and earth-shattering about it and will find it someday. .(Hopefully, that will not be that sad day my shrink goes to his one).. At this point, it's obvious to me that it was a mistake to read this. Note to self: I neet to be more scrupulous about choosing what I read. Otherwise I'm going to be investing a lot more of my time into stuff I find distasteful!Q:She was in the garden of the hurricane’s eye. (c)Q:She was awake and not awake. The bathroom was indeed comfortable and furnished with every amenity. In the following days she enjoyed long baths there, but she did not bother with her reflection in the mirror, so far was she from herself. (c)Q:“Mason is dead.”“Ummmm,” Starling said. “Would you play for me?” (c)Q:Starling had no sense of time. Over the days and nights there were the conversations. She heard herself speaking for minutes on end, and she listened.Sometimes she laughed at herself, hearing artless revelations that normally would have mortified her. The things she told Dr. Lecter were often surprising to her, sometimes distasteful to a normal sensibility, but what she said was always true. And Dr. Lecter spoke as well. In a low, even voice. He expressed interest and encouragement, but never surprise or censure. (c) Q:Sometimes they looked at a single bright object together to begin their talks, almost always there was but a single light source in the room. From day to day the bright object changed. (c) Oh, yes, YES! The fact they they might have hypnotised each other, or gotten self-hypnotised together or whatever that was, is supposed to make this special, I'm sure. Kidding!Q:Dr. Lecter seemed to sense their arrival at an unexplored gallery in her mind. Perhaps he heard trolls fighting on the other side of a wall. (c) Made me think of all those insufferable 'internal goddess' references in the 50 shades. Only here we get a gardenful of trolls instead! How unusual. Q:He replaced the teapot with a silver belt buckle.“That’s my daddy’s,” Starling said. She clapped her hands together like a child.“Yes,” Dr. Lecter said. “Clarice, would you like to talk with your father? Your father is here. Would you like to talk with him?”“My daddy’s here! Hey! All right!” (c) Vomit-inducing. This is exactly what I say when I see people so fascinated with all the shiny badges of merit, such as Doctor, Professor, President, etc. that they would miss what is right in front of them. This is a travesty of psychology. And 'Dr. Lecter' is no doctor, he might have been one at some point (or not!) but he is not one, after indulging in all his hobbies. Q:The monster settled back a micron in his chair. (c)For once, a correct reference. Q:Mr. Krendler is joining us for our first course. (c) Nasty! NASTY! I'm not going to give the detailed details here but they are extremely nasty. This is probably the worst thing I have ever read. Gross! Q:Dr. Lecter and Clarice Starling often talk at dinner in languages other than Starling’s native English. She had college French and Spanish to build on, and she has found she has a good ear. They speak Italian a lot at meal-times; she finds a curious freedom in the visual nuances of the language. (c) Once again, a pitiful attempt at either intellectuality or closeness: 'Oh, yeah, so they speak 3 foreign languages, they found each other, the intellectual soulmates, SQUEAAL!' For one thing, I don't think a couple of people with the depicted level of issues (to put it very mildly!) would be able or even want to get really close to each other. And there are lots of true polyglots out there, who have mastered a lot more languages and don't think it anything fancy. A very lame scene.Q:Their relationship has a great deal to do with the penetration of Clarice Starling, which she avidly welcomes and encourages...Sex is a splendid structure they add to every day. (c) Uh-huh, of her own free will, of course, NOT.Q:It is hard to know what Starling remembers of the old life, what she chooses to keep. The drugs that held her in the first days have had no part in their lives for a long time. Nor the long talks with a single light source in the room. (c) So, we are informed that the gal has been weaned off the drugs but is still on hypnosis. Good to know kidney failure might not be her next option. Still, I'm not really sure what purpose this achieves, ethic or aesthethic. Are we supposed to conclude at this point that hypnosis brainwashing is good for one's psyche?Q:We’ll withdraw now, while they are dancing on the terrace—the wise Barney has already left town and we must follow his example. For either of them to discover us would be fatal.We can only learn so much and live. (c) I can't help thinking it would have been best had I continued ignoring this series.

  • *TANYA*
    2019-04-23 00:12

    Hannibal happens to be one of my favorite fictional characters and with this book I became more enamored with him. Yes, it's twisted but me likes him a lot!!

  • Ahmad Sharabiani
    2019-03-27 00:09

    Hannibal (Hannibal Lecter #3), Thomas Harrisعنوان: هانیبال؛ ادامه سکوت بره ها؛ نویسنده: توماس هریس؛ تاریخ نخستین خوانش: هفتم فوریه سال 2000 میلادیعنوان: هانیبال؛ نویسنده: توماس هریس؛ مترجم: اصغر اندرودی؛ تهران، نشر البرز؛ 1378؛ در 615 ص؛ شابک: 9644422333؛ عنوان: هانیبال؛ نویسنده: توماس هریس؛ مترجم: شهناز مهدوی؛ تهران، نشر هامان؛ 1378؛ در 598 ص؛ شابک: 9649221816؛ عنوان: هانیبال؛ نویسنده: توماس هریس؛ مترجم: کورس جهانبیگلو؛ تهران، دایره؛ 1378؛ در 374 ص؛ شابک: ایکس - 964683924؛ چاپ دوم 1388 ؛ شابک: 9789646839243؛ عنوان: پرونده هانیبال؛ نویسنده: توماس هریس؛ مترجم: مجید نوریان؛ تهران، چکاوک؛ 1389؛ در 366 ص؛ چاپ دوم 1390؛ شابک: 9789648957242؛ عنوان: هانیبال؛ نویسنده: توماس هریس؛ مترجم: الهام دژکام؛ تهران، ؛ 1390؛ در 519 ص؛ شابک: 9789648957266؛ کتاب نخست از این سری: اژدهای سرخ نام داشت، که هانیبال در پایان آن داستان به زندان میافتد. کتاب دوم: سکوت بره ها، هانیبال را پشت درهای بسته زندان امنیتی میبینیم، در حالیکه کلاریس استارلینگ، مامور تازه کار اف.بی.آی، سعی دارد برای به دام انداختن بیل بوفالو، قاتل بیرحم از او کمک بگیرد. توماس هریس، پس از کتاب سکوت بره ها، کتاب سوم را با عنوان: هانیبال بنوشت؛ که ادامه داستان کلاریس و لکتر را تعریف میکرد. نویسنده در ادامه کتاب چهارم: خیزش هانیبال؛ را در سال 2006 به چاپ سپرد، که داستان کودکی هانیبال، و ظهور او را تعریف میکند. بسیارانی کنجکاو بودند و هستند تا از خاستگاه این هیولای آدمخوار سر دربیاورند، و این کتابها قرار بود پاسخ پرسش آنها را بدهد. هیچ یک از این کتابها به موفقیت «سکوت بره ها» دست پیدا نکردند. ا. شربیانی

  • Noiresque
    2019-04-19 22:04

    I have a theory about this horrible book.BothRed Dragon andThe Silence of the Lambs are formidable pieces of pop fiction. They are well-written thrillers with great descriptions and characters. They were both adapted into great movies. They madeThomas Harris a very rich man.I think Mr. Harris made a bet, maybe with a friend or just to himself. He knew that his next novel would be snapped up for big bucks for the screen rights. He knew he would not get any control over the script. So he decided to write a book that would basically be un-filmable. It would be so preposterous, such dreck, that it would drive the screenwriters crazy. And Mr. Harris would be laughing all the way to the bank.This theory makes it possible to think that Thomas Harris is talented. There are other theories that eliminate that possibility. Of course, the publication ofHannibal Rising kind of shot my theory all to hell.I can't believe I was so excited about this book that I rushed out to buy it in hardcover. Ugh. I sold it to a used bookstore at the first opportunity.

  • Tristan
    2019-04-23 16:11

    “Did you ever think, Clarice, why the Philistines don't understand you? It's because you are the answer to Samson's riddle. You are the honey in the lion.”Clearly, the world didn’t need ( 'want' is another matter, of course ) one more novel featuring Hannibal Lecter. At the end of Silence of the Lambs, the good doctor had escaped the clutches of the law, after having treated the local authorities to a grotesque display of Grand Guignol theatre by way of parting gift. This was a more than fitting, infinitely memorable adieu to the cannibal, who from his first appearance in Red Dragon never was supposed to be a main character, let alone the protagonist. But of course Harris - for a variety of reasons, financial considerations probably being the main one - couldn’t resist revisiting Lecter, and 11 years after Silence of the Lambs, Hannibal arrived, which places Lecter prominently in the foreground, now living in Florence as a museum curator under the alias of Dr. Fell.As can be expected, the mere fact of him being no longer confined significantly diminishes the interest the character previously managed to pique. Locked up, with only his intellect and ingenuity at his disposal to manipulate whatever unfortunate soul he deems worthy, he represented a much more intriguing, insidious creature. One only has to recall that one time he managed to talk a fellow inmate into biting off and swallowing his tongue just by whispering to him at night. What those words were exactly, no one knows, and that’s precisely what makes it disturbing.Oddly, Harris in a rare moment of authorial commentary, almost inadvertently intimates this fact in Hannibal: “Dr. Lecter stood at a distance from her, very still, as he had stood in his cell when she first saw him. We are accustomed to seeing him unfettered now. It is not shocking to see him in open space with another mortal creature.”Not shocking, you say? Thank you for proving my point for me, Mr. Harris. My previous “issue” with Red Dragon and Silence of the Lambs consisted of there being not much new material in those books, since they both had been rather literally adapted (in the case of Red Dragon, twice) with few deviations. The problem rested with me, not with the books themselves. With Hannibal though, you get quite a different animal, which initially delighted me. There is a substantial subplot involving Mason’s peculiar sister, Hannibal’s traumatic memory of the tragic fate of his sister Mischa plays a considerable role, and Ardelia Mapp and Jack Crawford (both excised from the film) have been carried over from Silence of the Lambs, which make for wonderful additions to the plot, even though my reservations about a freely operating Lecter were still very much present. Yet, for being an otherwise accomplished, even highly enjoyable thriller, Hannibal unfortunately ends with a callous betrayal. Not of the kind perpetrated by one fictional character to another mind you, but by the author to his audience. As endings go, it surely must go down in history as one of the most ill-advised and ignominious. Normally I am a passionate advocate for the idea of the creator’s absolute sovereignty, who is under no obligation whatsoever to accommodate his audience. Yet here both Harris’ lack of judgment and the unwillingness (cowardice?) of his editor to stand firm and demand the ending to be replaced simply must be deplored. A mere 20 pages. That’s all it took for Harris to destroy the essence of Clarice Starling, one of the best loved female characters in all of fiction, only in order to ham-fistedly drive home the theme of mutual attraction between her and Lecter. Granted, this dynamic between the two was always there, lurking beneath the surface, but the impossibility of it ever materializing was exactly what made it interesting. Yet Hannibal ends as a twisted love story, fully consummated, which Harris apparently feels the need to make explicit in detail:"Their relationship has a great deal to do with the penetration of Clarice Starling, which she avidly welcomes and encourages."Yes, it actually says that. It's not so much the exploration of Starling as a sexual being that is irksome here (previously, she was almost solely focussed on her career, with not much thought given to romantic interactions with men) but how she is just undergoing the process, as if she has no agency. This is a radical departure from the individual established in Silence of the Lambs who, even in her inexperience as a rookie, very much had a mind of her own. That one line is absolutely devastating to this character.Starling was intrigued by Lecter to be sure, but she wasn’t as foolish as to think some healthy relationship could ever be maintained with him, an amoral cannibal. I didn’t buy it, even if she was initially under the influence of drugs and hypnosis. It’s clear in later passages she isn’t anymore under that influence, but actually chooses this life, with all her mental faculties intact. It totally goes against all we had come to learn about her. Above all else, Starling is strong-willed, highly intelligent, determined and has a rock-solid moral compass. It’s incredible that Harris didn’t realize those were the exact qualities that made her so popular in the first place. Ultimately, she just ends up as Lecter’s plaything, a puppet of his own creation. It really makes one wonder what went on in the author’s head at the time. Was he under time restraint, his deadline fast approaching? I'd really love to know the answer to that one. Hannibal is far from being a bad book, and I suggest you do read it, but go in with expectations tempered. With the ending being what it is, I can’t possibly give it more than two stars. Just goes to show that even if the first 500 or so pages were good and some passages even quite excellent, the whole enterprise can be ruined by the subsequent twenty. It's one of the most delicious of ironies that Thomas Harris - the creator of a famous fictional cannibal - would end up cannibalizing his own work.

  • Stargirl
    2019-04-22 17:13

    Oh that ending. Sublime. Gothic horror detective chase story, blends genres with great ease, affirming Harris as a master storyteller- as if we didn't already know. Don't go in expecting another Red Dragon or Silence of the Lambs. This is a much bigger, far darker experience. It's all in the title people. Silence was the story of Clarice Starling, so there is a lot of hope and innocence to it. This one, is about the dark side of her character- and of that awful/awesome Doctor Mr Lecter himself. A decadent spiral into madness and obliteration. A glimpse into hell. The quality of the writing is of the highest order, blurring the lines between popular fiction and literature. Ingenious and over the top, a true sequel that shows no mercy. And the ending... Sweet God. It really puts the reader in his/her place, reminding you that you have no control over the characters you read. The author is in charge and he will take you into places, dragging and screaming, that you don't want to know. Harris is James Gumb from Silence of the Lambs and this book is the pit he threw Catherine Martin into. Only she escaped . . .

  • Sufferingbruin
    2019-04-13 20:18

    Lord, what an awful book. Awash in mediocrity from first page to last. It has mediocre characters (the same which were so captivating in "Silence of the Lambs"), mediocre dialogue, mediocre scenery, virtually no suspense (but a plethora of pointlessly putrid acts), and a meandering narrative that often lacks consistency of time and place. "Hannibal" does not induce fear or revulsion so much as groans and guffaws. But don't worry: there's a bleeding HIV-postiive woman holding a baby whose last line is "let's swap fluids, bitch" before she's shot to death mid-crime. There are man eating pigs who are intended to be filmed in the act by people from the porn industry, at the behest of a sub-villain recovering from having his face chewed up by dogs. Thankfully, he gets by with having the tears of children put into his IV. No, that last sentence was not a joke. And of course, our two rivals are back.Clarice Starling gets the worst of it in "Hannibal". She has lost all trace of vulnerability and trepidation so there's nothing to overcome. In other words, she's lost what made her human in the previous book. Here, she's wizened super-woman; so cynical, so powerful and of course, distant. We don't know why she is all of these things and Harris doesn't seem to care. There are hints of being passed over at the agency and we can guess from her dour persona that Special Agent Starling is weary of the world but these are only guesses; nothing Clarice says or does leads to inferences one way or the other because it's her turn to play second fiddle. Harris' previous efforts, "Red Dragon" and especially "Silence of the Lambs" are both terrific. In both, Lecter plays a role (small in "Dragon" and of course, much larger in "Lambs") but supporting roles. "Red Dragon" explored profiling, a valuable but punishing trade. How much damage can happen when you take on the mind of a killer to catch the killer? Will Graham finds out in a brief visit to Lecter, ostensibly to get information on another serial killer when Lecter memorably calls him out: "You came back to get the smell back, didn't you? Smell yourself." Harris went further with "Lambs", with a myriad of themes, all of them intriguing, all of them meticulously developed. Which brings us to "Hannibal" and a crucial question after a painful week of reading: What is the theme here? Lecter is the unquestioned star of the show but what does Lecter have to tell us? I'm at a loss. We know he insists on only the best material accoutrements (to borrow a phrase from our sociopath)--the best food, the best cars and for heaven's sake, the best clothes. He travels the world, sniffing at the coarseness of his fellow citizens when he's not killing them. So Harris, in his infinite wisdom, has made Lecter a snob whose only relief from the utter pain of flying coach (oh, the humanity) is the foie de gras he sneaks on board. It takes awhile but the two engage. By that time, the reader is either beaten into submission or baffled as to why another page is to be turned. If--and it's a big if--reading continues, there is a conclusion so laugh-out-loud ridiculous one has to wonder about Harris' true intent. The best that can be said is that he wants to wash his hands of the whole enterprise. If so, mission accomplished. There is literally nowhere left for either to go, no worlds left to conquer though the world they inhabit doesn't resemble anything like the one we are living in. Shorter review: this is a book that makes you wish a zero star rating was possible.

  • Erin ☕ *Proud Book Hoarder*
    2019-04-06 18:15

    **Note - After my re-read on 3/24/15, have bumped from four to five stars and edited review a little. *I read the four books in order of sequence, not publication, ending with Hannibal. I'm not sure if it was following them in order or my mood, but I was more enamored this time around. It's turned out to be my favorite in the series. I know this isn't the popular opinion, but I think Harris did a brilliant job wrapping up the series.The plot is as diabolical as Silence of the Lambs was, this time concentrating more on Clarice and Hannibal’s “relationship.” Hannibal Lecter is explored a lot more through internal dialogue; I learned a about his though process (disturbing as it was). I sat back in awe at his life experiences, his true motivations, and the odd little ‘room in his mind.’ The person inside of me interested in psychology found his detachment methods fascinating. His motivations, while not morally just, were made clearer by seeing it through his point of view. While I’d never agree with his actions, it was still better than being left in the dark. As always, I loved being in Clarices’ head. She’s morally righteous, determined, hard working, loyal and honest;­ the change she went through nearly stopped my breath.As mentioned before with the story, I DID lose interest after the beginning to a little after the center. The pacing was even during that time, but the material just didn’t keep my eyes wandering. I'm referring to that stint in Italy, which dulled a little and I wish Harris had spent a little less time in that section.Harris’s style, particularly when focusing on Lecter and Sterling, was intense and clever. His wording was sophisticated and drama-filled, sounding disturbing when it should have been. His use of dialogue was realistic, his action scenes well sketched so that the most damage that could be done to my nerves was. His sense of irony with plot really sang through.The ending of Hannibal is one of the most powerful I’ve ever read. I literally sat back and had to think for over an hour afterward…seriously. Not many books shake me up like that at the end; the last was a few years back by Sidney Sheldon. The novel wrap up was different than it’s cinema relative; don’t go in expected the same thing you see on screen, because it WONT HAPPEN.I wasn’t sure what emotion was appropriate when I read the finale. Mainly I was disturbed, as well as saddened, but in a strange, strange, strange, place deep inside, I was also pleased. (!) I don’t know what this says about ME, but the bottom line is Harris did his job so well with the last scenes, he almost did it a little ‘too’ well.It ties into the becoming, that bizarre act of transformation focused on by Jame Gumb, made famous in the series most famous work, Silence of the Lamb. To wrap up the series on that note is genius in its circular resolution. What Clarice revealed about herself, the price she paid as she sought to stop a madman from transforming an innocent woman into his vision of himself is now transferred to the second madman, the one who helped her stop the first.I couldn’t decide whether I should give it a four or a five rating; because of the middle lagging, I was going to settle on a four, but because of the powerful influence the ending had (it’s hard to impress me on THAT level), I just have to give it a five. It more than made up for its faults.Read Hannibal and experience the trauma for yourself. This novel doesn’t hesitate to psychologically assault its reader.

  • Chris Shepherdson
    2019-04-26 17:02

    When Thomas Harris created the infamous Hannibal Lector in Red Dragon he couldn't have known the influence that character would have on crime fiction for the next decade. By the time he came to write Hannibal, ten years after his previous book, The Silence of The Lambs, he must have felt some serious pressure. The fact that Hannibal is the book it is, when written under these circumstances, makes it all the more remarkable.To call it a crime novel is doing it a grave injustice and reading it as such will also leave the reader disappointed. This book sits closer to Stoker's Dracula or Shelly's Frankenstein than the serial killer fare of Michael Connelly. Treat this book more as gothic fairytale and you won't be disappointed. The greatest triumph of The Silence of The Lambs is, as iconic as the film version is, it scarecely registers as you read the book. You are taken into another world and any thought of Jodie Foster and Anthony Hopkins are gone. The same is true of Hannibal, and then some.

  • Darth J
    2019-04-10 22:03

    Movie, Y U NO B LIEK BOOK?!

  • Rade
    2019-04-08 18:21

    "is it as good as Red Dragon and The Silence of the Lambs? No...this one is better." - Stephen KingOh put a cork in it, King. I love you but you are not being truthful at all. This book was IMO a giant turd of words. Feel free to disagree. For one, Lecter needs to remain a secondary character, the kind that will offer advice and feed on personal information of the people interviewing him. In this book he is featured a lot more than in other books. He is free but at the same time he is hunted and he knows exactly who is hunting him. How? No idea. If you say he got enemies, it can be said just about anyone who he saw in his office or otherwise is his enemy. He does not necessarily help people. He points them in a right direction but does not explicitly say what they should do. Most time he enjoys torturing people in any way he wants. He is like a worm burrowing in you, always itching yet you can't scratch it. Two, Mason. A bit of a different character (in his appearance, at least) but his plan with pigs did not interest me one bit. His Roid Rage sister also creeped me out. The whole Italian hunt was rather tedious, going on forever. Three, the length of this book. Clocking over 500 pages, it felt sort of mundane. If I don't care about one character story line which was 1/3 of the book, it is hard for me to love the entire book. It dragged on and I think there was bunch of things that could have eliminated altogether. At least 10 out of the 103 chapters. And four, Starling. Once again she is found in a situation where she acted instinctively, got the job done, and got suspended because it is against regulations or some shit. She is like one of those rogue cop characters from 80s action movies where she plays by her rules and even if she ends up saving lives, her actions are frowned upon because it seems the end NEVER justifies the means. I am still lacking words to understand her actions in the end. I did like the whole eel part though. Do me a favor and just skip this one. Not even close to the first two books and don't listen to King. He can suck it.

  • James
    2019-04-24 16:10

    The book starts off wonderfully with Harris's visualization; you can see everything you read. There are complex characters introduced and of course a wicked weave between them. He shows the master insanity of Hannibal with his elaborate set-ups for escape from not only Starling but from a vile creature named Verger who sets out to seek revenge on the good doctor. And you are eating this up the whole time, because it seems that Harris is once again quite the masterful story teller. But then you get to the last few chapters. The best way I can describe it is it seems like he took his time and thought out every little detail like it was the master term paper. But then all of a sudden he realizes he doesn't have the time needed to finish it so he rushes it and throws an ending together. It was almost like to different authors. And of the ending! And what he does with Clarice! I was put off by the whole book in a matter of a few thousand words.

  • Bradley
    2019-03-30 19:13

    I knew it was really a love story because I had seen the movie first, but I didn't realize how much of a love story it would become. Sure, cat and mouse games were predominant, and they were satisfyingly concluded, but the true joy for me came with not only identifying with, but actively loving the title character. Clarise, on the other hand, has become a much more interesting character.I'm not certain how much I believe her own transformation. Sure, a person can be programmed, and I know that in her case she had always respected the good doctor, perhaps even getting a bit obsessed; but openly throwing her lot in with him the way she does? Without drugs or more hypnotherapy? A completely willing slave? This is Clarise, after all; strong-minded, brutally honest, trailer-trash Clarise. The only conclusion I have to make is that her alteration is completely of her own choosing. And that's what makes it a love story.The question makes it delicious, of course.

  • Niki
    2019-04-10 21:15

    Full review will come very soon, maybe even in a few hours. I don't need to think long and hard about this one before reviewing it....Indeed, a few hours later, here I am reviewing this book.First things first: I will not be putting any of the spoilers under a spoiler cut. That's because you SHOULD spoil yourself before reading this book, and spare yourself from reading it altogether.(Spare yourself. SAVE yourself. It's too late for me, but save yourself!!)Usually, I put the negative stuff I have to say about a book first in my review, because they're usually less than the positives. For this one, I'll have to write the positives first, because they're a whooping two (2). I'm talking about two scenes in particular, the eel one, and the lobotomy one. These were just the right amount of twisted, gory, and original, and they were the ONLY highlights for me in the entire book."Hannibal" is overwritten. It's 500+ pages and 80% of that is purple prose and painfully long descriptions that no one asked for: forensics, one random Italian cop's family history, Italy itself, Hannibal's shopping haul, Mason's eel, Margot and Barney's workouts, Hannibal's "memory palace".... I was SO BORED reading the book. Why did it have to be so long??Apart from the above, there are a bunch of plot points that go absolutely nowhere. When Clarice goes back to the hospital, she finds a previous patient that was kind of close with Hannibal, and there's an entire scene about that; that goes nowhere. Margot and Barney become best buddies and Barney gets an erection for her once; that also goes nowhere and does nothing to further their character development. Ardelia Mapp tries to track down Clarice in the end; that is also mentioned once and never again. WHY?? Where was the editor for this book??I'm not even going to get into the butchered characterization of every single character. I'm not.So I slogged through the entire book patiently, because I was determined to finish it, and what do I get for my trouble? A horrible ~SHOCKINGLY TWISTING ENDING!!!!!~(TM) with Hannibal brainwashing Clarice and making her into his perfect femme fatale doll, because she obviously wasn't good enough for him before, when she was in control of herself, right??That's especially insulting when you see that "it's not supposed to be like that!" when Thomas Harris makes sure to mention that "Hannibal didn't succeed! She resisted and always managed to surprise him!!" WHAT? The last time Clarice Starling is in the book is when she is shot by the second dart and loses consciousness. Period. The "Clarice" that appears from then on isn't Clarice. Clarice was sacrificed so that Harris would get a SHOCKING, but also romantic, ENDING!!! (TM)I'd like to give a special shoutout to this part towards the end, this one:Their relationship has a great deal to do with the penetration of Clarice Starling, which she avidly welcomes and encourages. It has much to do with the envelopment of Hannibal Lecter, far beyond the bounds of his experience. It is possible that Clarice Starling could frighten him. Sex is a splendid structure they add to every day.Bear in mind that this is about a BRAINWASHED woman and the person who brainwashed her. But, even ignoring that (which is difficult to ignore anyway), it is the cringiest description of sex I've had to read in my entire life. This is even worse than the usual "fireworks" metaphor that many writers like to use.I read that they changed the ending in the movie version, making it far less sexist than this. GEE, I WONDER WHY.Final verdict: the entire "Hannibal" series isn't worth a damn, and "Hannibal" is by far the worst book.

  • Rosie
    2019-04-09 16:14

    I was obviously relishing my next installment in the world of Clarice Starling and Dr Hannibal Lecter. The book opens explosively with dramatic happenings, despite Starling's FBI career being a slight anti-climax due to influences from former enemies. Again, I'd seen the film before I read the book and so most of the major plot occurences I was already aware of, but there are more differences between the two Hannibal medias than in the films of Harris' previous two novels. The film had the advantage of being able to show us Mason Verger's appearance in all his glory, and yet - possibly in the attempt to demonize Hannibal Lecter further - didn't reveal the information from the book which showed Mason was always ugly, faceless or not. The book offers more insight into Dr Lecter's psyche as well as Clarice's, and yet neither are open pages. The reason that I decided to read this series was because the film Hannibal was tragically haunting near the end, and so it would be my luck that the end is where the two medias differ extremely. Although, it was intriguing to see the extra interactions between such complex characters, it was almost as if I was enjoying the insight of where we were at, without really knowing how we got there. Nearer the end I almost felt as though Clarice was a completely different character than what I had originally thought. Rather ironic, that the sane character is the one who confused me, whilst I could count on Dr Lecter to be mysteriously predictable, but not by any normal standards. Thomas Harris writes directly to the reader, acknowledging we are not part of the happenings and invites us to tour silently the halls of his characters' minds and abodes, yet he also writes from within such characters as they endure terrifying and confusing events. We live through the most meaningful parts of their lives and yet by the end, neither of the main characters are open books to us. I think the revelations of Dr Lecter's past experiences almost made him seem weaker to me, and that's not what I wanted from a book of his namesake. I wasn't entirely pleased at Dr Lecter's thoughts following hypothesis made by Stephen Hawking, as I'd always held the thought that despite the murders and cannibalism he was actually sane, which would be most disturbing of all, and yet these thoughts seemed to hint otherwise. As always, I am a romantic and yet I feel the film's ending was how it should have ended - for two characters such as they, only a tragic parting seemed befitting. Fantastically written, Harris mixes the vulgar and the culturally fanciful at every turn. I read the book to try and understand the characters better, and instead I think I may have confused myself further. The only constant is the two main characters, Clarice Starling and Hannibal Lecter, and the feelings, thoughts and actions which occur when their paths collide. I doubt there is anyone who wouldn't be fascinated the crackling sexual and mental tension between Starling and Lecter, as they are inevitably consumed by thoughts of each other.I enjoyed this trilogy, through The Dragon and Buffalo Bill, through Will Graham's plight and from Clarice Starling's first encounter with Dr Hannibal Lecter through to the point of no return. Fascinating reading, and although I think Hannibal maybe wasn't the best climax to Silence of the Lambs (I agree with others about the changes in characters, and the difference in...quality, maybe?) I'm sure this will still play on my mind in years to come.

  • Andrew Breslin
    2019-04-26 00:15

    I've been openly endorsing a lot of cannibalism lately, what with my "Eat the Rich" sign down at the ongoing occupy Philadelphia event up the street. As far as a strategy for revolutionary change and general economic improvement, I'm not sure it will work, but it couldn't possibly be any less effective than supply-side economics, and would be much more fun. Hannibal Lecter is, arguably, literature's most beloved cannibal. I say "arguably" only because I want to start an argument so I'll have more justification for eating someone. But really, he's pretty much it, and Harris does a great job making him both terrifying and likable. You get a little bit more inside the head of the good doctor than in Silence of the Lambs, and who wouldn't want to be inside that head? One might be tempted to question the general mental state of an author who makes us root for a sociopathic devourer of human flesh. Not me, though, I hasten to point out, and also state for the record my absolutely disgusting personal hygiene and general lack of savoriness. This a good thriller, and you might even pick up a few culinary tips along the way. I don't have much more to say about it so instead: some cannibal jokes:Did you hear about the cannibal who arrived late for dinner? He got the cold shoulder.........Two cannibals are having dinner together and talking."You know," says the first, "I really can't stand my mother-in-law"The second ones shrugs and says "so have the potatoes.".........Why don't cannibals eat comedians?They taste funny................Cannibals capture a Frenchman, and Englishman, and a New Yorker. They tell their captives that they are going to be killed and skinned to make canoes, and their innards boiled for stew. The good news is they can choose how they die."Well, that's a spot of bad luck, isn't it old chap?" muses the Englishman. "well., a pistol I suppose then." They give him a pistol. "God save the queen!" he says, and blows his brains out."I vill take zee sword, you cannibal pig dogs!" curses the Frenchman. They hand him a sword and he shouts "Vive la France!" before plunging it into his chest."I'll take a fork," says the New Yorker.So the cannibals hand him a fork, and he starts stabbing himself all over. He stabs all up and down his legs and his arms and his buttocks and his side and his abdomen and his chest. Blood is oozing out of him from a dozen new orifices, and his lungs are collapsing, but with his last dying breath he manages to raise his middle finger and sputter:"So much for your fucking canoe!!".................Thank, folks. You've been a great audience. I'll be here all week. Tip your waitress. Try the meatloaf. It's excellent. No, really, it tastes fine to me.

  • Steve
    2019-04-16 19:01

    *CONTAINS SPOILERS & SWEETBREADS*After discovering Harris upon seeing the phenomenal movie 'Manhunter' in the '80s I sought out Red Dragon which was a fantastic and gripping cat & mouse rollercoaster ride. Its follow up was of course Silence Of The Lambs, equally engrossing and with a massively popular movie adaptation to boot. It was therefore such a massive disappointment to read Hannibal, a book I'd waited impatiently for for the best part of a decade. In all honesty I don't think I've ever felt so deflated by a book I'd eagerly anticipated. It had nothing to do with my expectations being too high, the simple fact is Harris lost the plot with Hannibal and I'm not sure how or why he could get it so wrong. The story is so absurd and OTT that I even wondered if post-SOTL Harris had started to see the Lecter character as an albatross and wanted to bury it along with the good Doctor's victims. If he did he went about it in the most ridiculous ways imaginable and how he could expect his devoted fans to stomach the climax of the story is totally confusing. For what it's worth my opinion is that the Lecter character worked so wonderfully in the first two books because he's used sparingly. A whole book devoted to Lecter takes away a lot of the enigma Harris so brilliantly built around him in Red Dragon & SOTL. But it's not that simple. The tragedy of this book is that Harris takes the story almost into the realms of science fiction. I've certainly read science fiction that was more believable! But the biggest kick in the nuts was the climax, where we're expected to accept that Lecter keeps the now captured Clarice in a constant state of hypnosis, dashes off to South America where she eventually succumbs to her hidden devotion to the cannibal psychopath and they live happily ever after, a future that presumably involves her knitting him cute sweaters while he keeps them well fed in a diet of sweetbreads and brains. Sigh.

  • Melissa Chung
    2019-04-15 16:18

    What a ride. There are four books in this series, but the ending in 'Hannibal' seems to be the end of the book series. I've heard that book 4 'Hannibal Rising' is some what of a prequel. I will soon find out. I start the book tomorrow.What can I say about this story. Clarice Starling is still our main character. Our main villain is vile and Hannibal Lecter is still encouraging us readers to carry on in Starlings plight. This particular book does not have the same pattern as the first two books. There is a crime that needs solving but that isn't the main plot point like the first two. This novel is a character driven story. What can we learn from the characters that dance from page to page? I have to say about 50 pages between 20-30%, I was about to die of boredom. We the readers travel to Italy and meet Pazzi of the Pazzi's and I could care less. He is the only character of the novel that I had no feelings toward. For this I dropped a star.This crime thriller has been such a fun read. I look forward to book four and what Thomas Harris leaves us with. Do we rally for the charming and dangerous Dr. Lecter or will we only see a monster?

  • Branwen Sedai *of the White Ajah*
    2019-04-09 17:58

    ***Edit: Second time reading it:"You are a warrior, Clarice. The most stable elements appear in the middle of the periodic table, roughly between iron and silver. Between iron and silver. I think that is appropriate for you. Did you ever think, Clarice, why the Philistines don't understand you? It's because you are the answer to Samson's riddle: You are the honey in the lion."In this tale of murder and mayhem from the esteemed Thomas Harris, we follow Hannibal Lecter across the globe as he is ruthlessly pursued by Mason Verger in an attempt to exact revenge over a past atrocity. But some monsters are worse than others. And sometimes help comes in the most unlikely of forms...I freaking knew it. I KNEW that I would love this book about a hundred times more the second time around! A lot of that probably has to do with my recent growing (and probably unhealthy?) infatuation with Dr. Hannibal Lecter thanks to the brilliant nbc series. But I also believe that I enjoyed it more because I am more mature this time around and understand the nature of 'monsters' a little better now that I am older and (dare I say it?) a little bit wiser. At last she reached Dr. Lecter's cell. Here she had had the most remarkable encounter of her life. Here she had been startled, shocked, surprised. Here she had heard things about herself so terribly true her heart resounded like a great deep bell. She wanted to go inside. She wanted to go in, wanting it as we want to jump from balconies, as the glint of the rails tempts us when we hear the approaching train...The ending sort of repulsed me the first time around. I didn't really understand the relationship between Hannibal and Clarice before, but I think I do now. They understand each other and relate to each other in a way that is unique when compared to the relationships they have with other people. It's terrifying and complicated and beautiful all at the same.This book is very...interesting to say the least! I would definitely recommend giving it a try, even if something like this isn't your normal cup of tea."Dr. Lecter has perfect manners, not stiff, but easy and elegant. That didn't mean he wouldn't kill me any second if he had the chance-one quality in a person doesn't rule out any other quality. They can exist side by side-the good and the terrible."After first reading:I am very conflicted as to how I feel about this book. I almost put it down about halfway through, because I was just so damn bored and disgusted with it. I love Silence of the Lambs, because the intensity of the characters and their encounters is just so amazing. This book (until the last few chapters) seemed to really lack that. But. At the end of the book I really found myself cheering for Hannibal Lector, and when I realized I was doing it I found myself confused. Why would I cheer for a monster? Which then brought into question what a monster truly is. Is Hannibal a monster? Or was it some of the other characters (such as Mason and Krendler) who were corrupt and sadistic? This book really made me question a lot of morals and ethics, which is a good thing because it really made me think about some things I normally wouldn't. So all in all, I definately feel that although this book is no where near as strong as other books by this author, it is still worth reading.

  • Kristin
    2019-04-15 22:09

    The part where (view spoiler)[Hannibal makes the detective eat his own brains (hide spoiler)] gave me nightmares.Still does....why the effff did I bring that up again.

  • Kim
    2019-04-19 19:23

    This is not a crime novel. It's certainly set up like one, yes, but it's much more than that. Hannibal is not only a book that revolves around a killer and his unusual relationship with an FBI Agent - it's a close examination of good versus evil, innocence versus corruption, and most of all, the evils of institutionalized misogyny and how the people we think we are supposed to trust betray us in the most harmful and damaging ways. It's both a horror story and a psychological thriller wrapped up loosely in a murder saga.(view spoiler)[Those who say that Clarice Starling's character changed too much in this book are missing the point. First of all, Clarice begins the novel not as a wide-eyed, earnest rookie, but after seven bitter years of being mistreated and trampled upon by her superiors and increasingly growing bitter about the opportunities denied to her. Her career has not gone the way it should have because of jealous men and constant sexual harassment at work. Hell, seven years working for the FBI would be enough to change anyone, even without all of that. Thomas Harris is hyper aware of the misogyny that a woman like Clarice would have faced working within such a male dominated environment and he lets the reader know every step of the way. Paul Krendler is a glaring example of this. He seems to be, after Mason Verger, the most despicable person in the book. It is not Hannibal who broke Clarice in the end, or who caused her to utterly change her moral wiring. It was Krendler and the men in the FBI. By the time she broke into the barn to rescue Hannibal, she was already 'not herself'. From the moment she started killing men to save the person she originally set out to capture and give up to the FBI to be incarcerated, Clarice had already chosen her path. Quite simply, she had had enough. The FBI didn't want her? Didn't trust her? Even when she kept on persevering until the very end? Fine - if they wanted her to be bad so much, then she'd BE bad. And fuck 'em all. And not in the way they'd have wanted.This novel brutally shows us the very worst of humanity and not only in Hannibal himself. Throughout their corruption, their sexism and their mistreatment of one of their most moral and steadfast agents, the FBI lost someone very good to someone very evil. Had Krendler not been so intent on destroying Starling, had Crawford not chosen to distance himself so much from her, had the FBI only reinstated her temporarily once she notified them immediately of Hannibal's whereabouts and capture, Clarice's faith in humanity might have been restored somewhat and she would have been able to gather the moral shards within her soul and re-piece them together. But, denied all of this, she is only left to her thoughts, which eventually land upon the only person left who really seems to recognise and appreciate her, albeit in his own twisted way - Hannibal Lecter.It's a sad, twisted, gripping ending - Hannibal and Clarice share a taut relationship, with each one of them holding their breath, both having conditioned each other into forgetting their past traumas hoping that like this they would be able to function like normal human beings in a normal relationship. But it's an ending that works for such a dark story. And personally, I wouldn't have had it any other way. (hide spoiler)]

  • Chris
    2019-04-25 23:00

    I am not sure what to say about this book. I really liked it and it is easily a solid 4.5 stars. I will try to break down what I liked and what I was not to fond of that caused this to be less than a 5 star read. I am still just speechless over the whole thing but in a good way. Shocked into silence because of the amazing writing of Thomas Harris is how I feel after finishing this book. This being the third book in the Hannibal Lecter series, I have been enjoying each step. The problem with reading them back to back is that I constantly compare them. Red Dragon is still my favorite of the series because the quick pace and amazing intrigue and suspense. This book did come close to that however. The action and characters where exactly what I have come to expect from Thomas Harris. There was just one section towards the middle of the book that I felt was slow and unnecessary. It’s not that I didn’t enjoy it; I just felt that the book was moving at a pretty good pace and then Harris slammed on the breaks. The characters are amazing in this book. Of course Clarice and Lecter stand out because the book is really about them, but Harris wrote several characters that were so evil I couldn’t stand them. I cheered when certain of those characters met their end and didn’t blink an eye at the horrible way in which they were dispatched. The other big plus for this book when it comes to Lecter is the fact he is front and center in this book. In the previous two books he is more of a background character. Even being a background character, Lecter is still one of the most terrifying and fascinating villains I have read. Having a book dedicated entirely to Lecter allowed Harris to flesh out the character more and terrify us in all new ways. Don’t mistake me, this isn’t a horror novel or scary like IT, but the actions of Lecter and several other characters is so intense I was chilled to think that there are people in our world who think like this. We also get to see a whole new side to Clarice. In the very start of the book she is tasked with a very difficult operation for the FBI and when it doesn’t go as planned the Tattler is there to smear her all over the rag of a paper. She is troubled by the way she is being viewed by the public and her job at the FBI comes into question. Harris uses this to show her gaining great strength as she progresses through this story. It appears I had more to say than I thought. I really enjoyed this book and even though I had heard this book was the worst of the series, to me I would say it is really a close second to Red Dragon. I can’t wait to see what Harris has in store for us next.

  • Laura
    2019-04-24 21:04

    I am absolutely heartbroken that I've finished this series! I have overly optimistic hopes that Thomas Harris will surprise everyone with another addition, but I doubt that I'll be that lucky.I've read a lot of reviews which have said that Hannibal is far worse than any of the other books, and that the ending (different from the film's) is too unrealistic to believe. I have to disagree with them all!I loved this book, and even though it's been 2 days since I finished it, I've read and re-read the final few chapters far too many times than is probably healthy; and I still can't stop Hannibal and Clarice from twirling through my head. The ending is a little far-fetched, but to my mind, completely perfect. It is the ending the series HAD to have, and written perfectly - in that I would quite happily beg Thomas Harris, in person, to continue on a 'what-happened-next' basis in a new book. Because I need to know!Very, very rarely is a character designed and brought to life on a page quite so perfectly as Hannibal is in this book, and every aspect of his personality is explored so thoroughly in both Hannibal and Hannibal Rising, that it is almost quite difficult to believe he is a mere work of fiction.Obviously, I recommend this book unreservedly. But reading Hannibal Rising first gives it added clarity.

  • Esma Tezgi
    2019-04-15 16:00

    2.5Kitap 430'lara kadar çok güzel ve heyecanlı ilerledi, yazar gerçekten iyi bir kurguya imza atmıştı, her sayfa da dolu doluydu. Fakat 430'dan sonrası benim için kabus gibiydi, yazarın bu kısımlar tabii ki de rüyaydı demesini ve her şeyin normale dönmesini ne kadar istesem de her şey daha kötüye gitti. Hannibal karakterine biçilen bu son bana oldukça rahatsızlık verici geldi, "iyiler hep kazanır"a inanmam ama buradaki son gerçekten çok rahatsız ediciydi. Seriye devam edip bitirme isteğim de kalmadı açıkçası.Kitabı okurken zaman zaman bu Thomas Harris'e ait bir kitap değilmiş hissine kapıldım, dili değişikti. Yazardan mı çevirmenden mi kaynaklanıyor bilemedim ancak serinin önceki kitaplarından farklı bir havası vardı. Kitaptaki bazı bölümler İtalya'da geçiyordu, kitabın içinde çok fazla İtalyanca kelime vardı, bazılarının çevrilmemesi doğaldı ancak İtalyanca diyaloglar ve cümleler çevrilmeliydi bence. Yayınevinin bu konudaki boş vermiş tutumunu hoş bulmadım.Ayrıntılı yorum için;

  • Abby
    2019-04-15 23:11

    I see why everyone reads The Silence of the Lambs and then nothing else from this series. Because the rest of it just isn't exciting. So Hannibal Lecter is on the run (again), but this time it's not just the FBI looking for him. We have Mason Verger, who's very eager to get his hands on Lecter and feed him to his carnivorous pigs. (Yep, really.) The one thing I really like about this book is Clarisse Starling's regression. Without giving anything away, the ending was simply chilling.

  • Stephen
    2019-04-11 00:24

    1.5 stars. A big disappointment after really enjoying Red Dragon and The Silence of the Lambs. Lecter becomes more cartoonish in this installment and it just seems like Harris has lost his grip on the character. Stick with the first two books and avoid this one and the next one.

  • Jennifer
    2019-04-01 16:24

    I was so excited to read this since I LOVED Silence of the Lambs. I was a bit disappointed. I listened to this book on audio and Daniel Gerroll did a superb job but I just didn't connect with this story. I felt that it was all over the place. Not a terrible book but definitely doesn't compare to its predecessor.

  • Diane
    2019-03-31 19:16

    This book is quite possibly what would be considered a disaster. There was never a single moment where I was enthralled enough to keep turning the pages. Of course, that's unfortunate, because it's set in a world where a monster like Hannibal Lecter runs free. The very earth should be shivering beneath his footfalls and it doesn't. Each page should be something of a continued suspension and I had no problems putting the book down to turn to something more important.I've always enjoyed the simplicity of style that Thomas Harris uses in his books. He never quite tells you exactly what goes on in his story and it leaves the reader groping for more and inclining their own minds to finish reduced scenes. This time, however, it was just irritating. I think if Dr. Lecter was a real man he would have been upset that his story was told in so much reduced form, as if nothing holds any meaning.The characters, which held up the story meekly, were as lame as a broken leg. Like many of Harris' novels surrounding Dr. Lecter, we find two villains. The more sinister, genius, cannibal and the mysterious criminals that are somehow connected to him in some way, as if his poisonous abilities have slipped out in the world to continue his dirty work in a rather poor fashion. Mason Verger is our second criminal. Half mad, half eaten, half dead. He is far from sinister. Though he has no obligations to the world and is under a delusional, religious, cleansing frenzy he is as weak as the respirator that gives him breath. Margot, his body building sister, is more malevolent and she turns out to be more brutal but she hardly gets enough page time, except for cracking nuts in her hand, to really get fearful of.Speaking of the Verger clan, Barney gets mixed up with them at one point and his entire stay in this book might as well have been the bumbling fool, in a scholar's clothing, who is just taking up space. He's obsessed with Dr. Lecter and yet he helps to bring him to a connived sense of justice in Mason's mind. Then he floats out of the book again only to appear later under the gun barrel of Ardelia, who is as useless as Crawford (simply acting as a removed security blanket for Starling), and then later when the novel ends.Getting to more substantial characters. Clarice Starling is 32 going on 33 years of age and she is much smarter, more efficient, but the same delicate little flower that she hides so well. She has also not climbed the ladder of judiciary action since we last saw her. Her humiliation attracts Dr. Lecter and in more ways than one. The novel's end is the most ridiculous thing I've probably ever read. It was as if, during the last forty pages, Harris had no idea how to conclude their little communication together so he gave into the carnal desires of lust and devotion and obsession. Clarice has never struck me as a woman who would annex her mind so easily, even if the mind is capable of creating an almost entirely new schema over a previous one. I feel I have already given too much away, if you're ever interested in reading this thing...though I suggest you do not.The one thing I liked about the continued character of Dr. Hannibal Lecter is that we start to get his own background. Now that he is a free agent we get into his brain much more often and though it is a beautifully wicked place to be in it is also full of reasons, just like anyone would have, for the way he is. We even see him weak, screaming laments for his past. It sets up the next book, Hannibal Rising, rather nicely with the presentation of his sister Mischa. Though he is our typically creepy Dr. Lecter he suddenly has this sensitive side at the end that makes me, once again, question Harris' reasoning for giving into carnality instead of a more practiced, thought out approach.All in all the book is hardly worth reading unless, unfortunately, you would like to continue to the next book or at least complete your own developed concepts of the Lecter saga.