Oooh! Shiny!
I tend to root for the bad guys as they have personalities while the heroes are picture-perfect cardboard characters. Hannibal Lecter has always been one of my greatest loves and yet... Yet, I sometimes find myself reduced.
I blame Hollywood!
But how is a poor girl supposed to resist when they turn the missing link:
(I swear I could smell wet dog every time he was on screen and he had the IQ of a log... )
into this:
(Manic grins, blood thirsty, running around on all fours and following his instincts instead of good vs evil...)
Fine, apparently I'm not immune to the unsophisticated sides of villain worship...
I love a clever villain, I adore the brainacs, but there is obviously something to be said for the simple predator as well...
Can you blame me?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmxpdPtn-0Y&feature=related
I blame Hollywood!
But how is a poor girl supposed to resist when they turn the missing link:
(I swear I could smell wet dog every time he was on screen and he had the IQ of a log... )
into this:
(Manic grins, blood thirsty, running around on all fours and following his instincts instead of good vs evil...)
Fine, apparently I'm not immune to the unsophisticated sides of villain worship...
I love a clever villain, I adore the brainacs, but there is obviously something to be said for the simple predator as well...
Can you blame me?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmxpdPtn-0Y&feature=related