Red Dragon

The newer adaptation of the book by Thomas Harris, which I personally consider worse than the one from 1986. In terms of story and atmosphere, I preferred the older version, which is somehow rougher. I don't mean in individual scenes, but as a whole. The new "Red Dragon" tries to be too much like "The Silence of the Lambs," but it doesn't succeed because the only thing that stands out are the performances, again led by Anthony Hopkins and the striving Edward Norton. (2014-01-02)

Commerce has defeated the classic. The extorted substance is truly more exciting and even better than the original Silence of the Lambs. A suggestive thriller with a fantastically depressing atmosphere, and unlike the previous (upcoming) installments, it features a likeable and believable investigator on the level of the unmistakable Hopkins and a perfectly chilling murderer in Fiennes. The final twist even brings a desire to immediately watch Demme's original. This is how the most fundamental essence of a well-known story should be expanded. (2006-07-16)

Less interesting in terms of plot and more routine, and visually far less attractive, almost ordinary. Red Dragon has almost nothing to captivate the audience, other than a few scenes with Emily Watson and Ralph Fiennes. An overly detailed copy of The Silence of the Lambs, with the difference that there is hardly anything good in here, and there’s plenty of bad. (2011-07-29)

Between Anthony Hopkins and Edward Norton, there's a chasm as big as Philip Seymour Hoffman’s mouth. And if it weren’t for the excellent Ralph Fiennes, Red Dragon would have been an even bigger disaster than Brett Ratner’s involvement made it. Whereas Hannibal was visually enticing bullshit, Red Dragon is a sterile patchwork of shots films in a routine way, which destroys the potential of its strong screenplay. It’s best to ignore both of these films and live in the illusion that the saga began and ended with the brilliant The Silence of the Lambs. (2002-10-30)

This actually turned out to be a pretty enjoyable trilogy and the theme is still relevant. We arc back to the most popular period when the Doctor was in the office behind the Plexiglas, and we go through the whole story with him only to see the magical point of the "agent in waiting." Yet it’s of little use. Although Clarice is seemingly omnipresent, the fact that she is to be replaced by the entire solemn trio of Norton, Fiennes, and Keitel is simply not enough. I'm thus finding the same paradox as in The Silence of the Lambs, where Hopkins' scenes were damn good, but there weren't enough of them. Here we only got the scene with the nice blind lady and a candid scene from the research room. (Of course, it also doesn't look retro, but that's not really the point.) (2012-09-21)