Iíve never read any of Thomas Harrisí books, or seen any of the movies based on them, including the first adaptation of Red Dragon, called Manhunter, directed by Michael Mann.
And to be honest, Iíve never really had any interest in doing so.
Serial killers aint my thing. Slashers aint either.
They scare me because they seem too real.
So I never got to see Anthony Hopkins in his notorious role as Hannibal Lecter.
Damn, he is creepy.
Even old and trying (and failing) to seem younger than the first film a decade ago, heís creepy. Yuck.
Red Dragon though is really about another serial killer as portrayed by Ralph Fiennes, not at all as suave and eerily fascinating as Hopkins, but interesting enough in his neo-barbaric way. Investigating ďthe tooth fairyĒ, as Fiennes is ignornantly dubbed by the press, is Edward Norton. He plays a retired FBI agent asked to consult in the murders of two families. Norton is great, as usual, but he never really gets a chance to shine.
Emily Watson is also great as a blind coworker of Fiennesí that innocently befriends the madman. She is always good, and I love the fact that watching her in this role youíd have no idea that sheís a Brit! I love that!
Itís hard for me not to be biased in this review because I find this kinda stuff so gnarly that even a really great movie would probably get a low rating. I donít think this movie is that great, even though the screenplay is by Ted Tally, who wrote The Silence Of The Lambs which is supposed to be so awesome. I thought some aspects were cool, some kinda lame. I dunno, maybe itís just me.
The main reason I saw Red Dragon is because I was curious about Brett Ratnerís directing. This is a long way from Money Talks and the Rush Hour moviesÖcould he pull off this kind of drama?
Well, he did a good job, but I wasnít really blown away. Luckily for me it wasnít a gory ass flick, but it did have itís share of creepy moments, but it just didnít seem as intense as it should be.