goodbye dr lecter

Finally finished the book. The last chapters were an exhilarating ride through the mind of Hannibal and Clarice, playing up on all the little details spread out in the book. The characters made real beyond compare, it invites the reader to believe, to sympathise, to agonise whether they should turn the page, for fear something horrid may happen.

Unlike many books now where everything is plain good vs evil, Hannibal invites you to make that decision for yourself. Every reader would have their own perception, their own idea of who they're supporting, who disgusts them and who they admire. In reality, it is because of the simple stories that keep classifying the world into the good and the evil, that we constantly forget that good and evil are merely matters of perspective. The author has made the characters of his book so real you might forget it was fiction, you might turn your television on and be startled that Hannibals going to the Emmys, before realising its just Anthony Hopkins.

The end of the book invites us to delve into the mind of the characters, for us to realise how they're mind works. It stimulates you to finalise your very own pictures of Hannibal, to make it and to keep it till the end of time or until he arises again in the form of another novel. A wonderful end that leaves you curious and yearning, yet not empty, as you know the characters so well you do not need to read to guess what they'd be doing. The extreme intellect, control and rationality of Dr Lecter, kept from absolute genius by a slight madness. The little love of Ms Starling, with her faith and her strength and her passionate independence. The various characters played out in a setting of madness and revenge, sadism and greed, all so believable, so alive that you know them as you would a friend. Goodbye.

I like Hanibbal, it was a good book.

And heres a song that all of us can take a lesson from. We Are Stars, played by a multitude of great people.