Not to break off the arguably-sickening chain of posts in category Love, I have to devote a second one to Hannibal. The first one, “Is this Clarice? Why, hello Clarice,” can be accessed by clicking on the title.

Hello to you, reader.

Now for some cinematic initiation, Wikipedia says:

Hannibal Rising (2007) is the fifth film about Dr. Hannibal Lecter. A prequel to Red Dragon, The Silence of the Lambs, and Hannibal, it is an adaptation of Thomas Harris’ 2006 novel of the same name and will tell the story of how Hannibal becomes the infamous serial killer of the previous films and books. (Link to Hannibal Rising Wiki)

I was brought to light on the existence of the movie by pure luck, or by the usual diabolique scheming of The Fates, while  browsing Slate. The critique of the movie was anything but kind, here’s a link to Dana Stevens’ Eurotrash Schoolboy: The Young Lecter in Hannibal Rising, and then some:

The movie is trudgingly tedious—if you’re in it for the violence, be advised that each action scene is separated from the next by at least 20 minutes of macabre vamping. Above all, the movie is shameless. It doesn’t hesitate to avail itself of whatever historical boogeyman it needs to advance the plot, whether it’s Klaus Barbie’s exportation of French children to Auschwitz or the loss of one’s entire family in Hiroshima.

Stevens is entitled to her own opinion until I formulate my own. For the time being, I am excited beyond repair merely knowing that there exists a story frame for Hannibal as a young person. I cannot wait to watch the movie, and when I do, be promised that you shall read about the experience. Another post labeled Love will come your way — Yes.

To get appropriately inspired for the movie itself, do visit the official page at HannibalRising.com. The site offers information on the movie, which is directed by Peter Webber, and even lets you send Hannibal Rising e-cards.

Oh, the movie was released on Friday, February 9th, 2007.