<What? Two book reviews in two weeks? What's wrong with me, lol?>
Rare is the time I can say that the movie the book it's based on is better. With this novel by Thomas Harris, today is one of those rare times.
The plot of the novel is the same as the movie:FBI trainee Clarice Starling tracks down "Buffalo Bill", a serial killer who murders heavyset women for their skins. Like the movie, she enlists the aid of Dr.Hannibal Lecter for any clues she can ascertain. Naturally, there are some difference between book and movie(i.e. more of a relationship between Starling and mentor, Jack Crawford. Buffalo Bill watching a video of his dead mother before he gets to work). The problem is between movie and book is really cosmetic. Anthony Hopkins and Jodie Foster did such a great job in the movie version, anything short of literary perfection on the part of Thomas Harris is a letdown.
What we get in the book(suspense, believable characters) is what you see in the movie. Which therein lies the problem. I was hoping for more of a darker banter between Lecter and Starling, perhaps more psychological scaring manifested within Starling. However, this doesn't take away from the novel which is good, but not as good as movie.
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