After The Silence of the Lambs and Hannibal, the audience would like to know where, when, and who arrests Hannibal Lecter for the first time. This is the story of Red Dragon.
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These scenes deal with what happened before Hannibal Lecter was captured for the first time.
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Madame de la Pompadour (Revised)
Madame de la Pompadour puts Darcy’s condescending
aunt in ‘Pride and Prejudice’, Lady Catherine de Bourgh,
to shame by being more arrogant than said worthy Lady
ever was when scolding the poor into harmony and plenty
Madame declines to come to work like we poor peasants
yet regards Mary Poppins disdainfully, judging her useful
discovery of an element of diversionary fun in boring
jobs a doddle that is wanting in every ethical respect
She’s blissfully above ethics involved in rigidly maintaining
State policy regarding personal leave, stays home indolently
claiming social life ineffable excuse to remain insensitive
of mutual obligations towards her State employer
Scolding one and all into administrative prowess and bland,
textbook translations finely tuned to dissonant registers in which
the original score was produced - while emitting clouds of smoke
that would be the envy of a Cruella DeVille planning to
make coats from Dalmatian skins; Hannibal Lecter in ‘Silence
of the Lambs’ would be proud to claim her acquaintance as
fellow cannibal and Pollyanna, who routinely finds excuses for
delinquents, failed come up with quaint innovative pretexts
making a catch-all smoke-screen valid for the Madame’s
continuous absence – only Sherlock Holmes would be able
to find dysfunctional clues particular to which mental screws
are loose in Madame’s imperious imbalanced indolence…
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Madame de la Pompadour puts Darcy’s condescending
aunt Lady Catherine de Bourgh in Pride and Prejudice to
shame by being even more arrogant than that worthy Lady
ever was when scolding the poor into harmony and plenty
While Madame cannot come to work like the rest of the
poor peasants; she regards Mary Poppins with a disdain-
ful eye, finding her discovery of an element of fun in every
job that has to be done, wanting in every ethical respect
While blissfully ignorant of the ethics involved in following
State Policy regarding leave, gaily stays at home claiming
her social life as valid excuse for remaining obtuse re obli-
gations towards an employer, scolding one and all into
Administrative prowess and bland, textbook translations
finely tuned to the dissonant register in which the original
score was produced - while emitting clouds of smoke that
would be the envy of a Cruella DeVille planning to make
Coats from Dalmatian skins, Hannibal Lecter in Silence of
the Lambs would be proud to claim her acquaintance as a
fellow cannibal, Pollyanna always finds excuse for every
delinquent, but even she can no longer come up with
Pretexts that would make a valid smoke-screen for the
Madame’s continuous absence – only Sherlock Holmes
would be able to find clues as to which screws are loose
in Madame’s unfathomable mental processes…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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We will either find a way, or make one
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Cannibal after Dinner Talk
“Did you enjoy your rump steak Dannibal?
It was imported English teacher in jars, ”
“No I didn’t too tough Hannibal,
Must have spent too much time on her ‘R’s.”
poem by Ken e Hall
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Ballade Of Dead Republics
Tell me ye King-craft of to-day
Where is Athens, who made men free;
Then sank into stupor by the way,
Subdued by the Spartan tyranny?
And Rome that staggered to death, perdie,
Stabbed by the sword of Hannibal,
And bled by patrician infamy --
The Dragon of Greed destroyed them all!
Cleon and Pericles held sway
O'er the foes of Greek democracy.
The Gracchi brothers struggled to stay
The stress of the Ceasars' stern decree.
And look at Rienzi's passion, he
Who strove the republic to recall!
Slain at last for his perfidy --
The Dragon of Greed destroyed them all!
What of Florence and Venice, say?
And the Netherlands that ruled the sea?
And Cromwell's England more strong than they
Which banished the throne and the bended knee?
Yes, and Savonarola's plea,
And William of Orange's rise and fall?
Yea, though they labored for you and me --
The Dragon of Greed destroyed them all!
ENVOY.
Prince! 'tis the year of your jubilee,
The great republic is in your thrall.
And who will restore her armory?--
The Dragon of Greed destroyed them all!
poem by Edgar Lee Masters
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I went see the horror thriller, Hannibal. I am a massive fan of Anthony Hopkins. He is superb in the film.
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I was looking to become more proactive with my career because I wasn't crazy with some of the scripts I was getting - this was before Blow and Hannibal - so I decided to start my own production company.
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Daddy's Home [trailer 2]
Linda Cardellini, Mark Wahlberg, Will Ferrell, Thomas Haden Church, Hannibal Buress, Justin Lebrun, Alessandra Ambrosio, Paul Scheer
from Daddy's Home (2015)
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Daddy's Home
Linda Cardellini, Mark Wahlberg, Will Ferrell, Thomas Haden Church, Hannibal Buress, Justin Lebrun, Alessandra Ambrosio, Paul Scheer
from Daddy's Home (2015)
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I think so, Silence of the Lambs was a great, suspenseful thriller and I would expect Red Dragon to be similar. And I think it's very character driven.
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A Very Happy Birthday For Jerry Hughes - Poet Extraordinaire
He's nothing like Hannibal
but so human an animal.
His poetry shows
that the blood within flows
with a steady noblesse,
not designed to impress
but a man of the word,
neither warrior nor nerd.
The reason this is early is
the old Alzheimer and a very early day tomorrow.
poem by Herbert Nehrlich
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Version Girl
Dis a de start and not the finish na go deal it with ace
I like to ride up in the riddim wid de treble and the bass
Not a courtroom could a hold me cause they wouldn't have a case
So don't you hurry don't rush me no in a no haste
Me na go chat dais one fast ca a no race me a race
Cause Sis V de'pon deh mike I beg you keep up the pace
And who a star wid Mr T it's Hannibal
song performed by by UB40 from Baggariddim
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In silence the lambs die
In silence the lambs die
We dine in silence
Do not we hear?
Around the cliff the Eagle is flipping wings
The ocean about to turn in waves
Yet in silence the lambs die
We dine in silence
Do not we hear?
Shamik Bose 5.6.10 New Delhi Airport
poem by Shamik Bose
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Hannibal's Lecture a cautionary tale
She was pretty clean and neat
from her head to her bare feet.
The kind of girl to whom I cater.
She looked good enough to eat.
so I did I cooked and ate her.
Now she has become part of me.
Although perhaps you won’t agree
I did the only thing I could
I made a maiden fricassee
I have to say she tasted good.
My given name is Hannibal
an unasham’ed cannibal.
I see no reason to waste meat
I am convinced that after all
Fresh human flesh is good to eat.
I was locked up but I broke free
as I think rather cleverly.
I prowl the streets in search of prey.
There is no prison can hold me.
Maybe you’ll meet me one fine day.
I do look rather ordinary
There’s nothing visible to see
to mark me out from other men
I tell you confidentially
That I intend to feast again.
Perhaps I have selected you
to be one of the chosen few
To satisfy my appetite,
to braise or roast or make a stew.
To dine upon tomorrow night
But do not worry you won’t know.
I’ll kill you with a single blow
I don’t believe in cruelty
I’ll kill you quick but cook you slow.
Enjoy you Gastronomically
Although recognise my name
I am quite certain when I claim
That should we meet one day by chance,
as part and parcel of life’s game
I would not rate a second glance.
This is the key to my success
I do not dress up to impress.
So should I ask you out to dine
there is no chance that you might guess
That the pleasure will be all mine
I’m Hannibal the Cannibal
a predatory animal
I find the taste of humans sweet
To you its reprehensible
to me you are a source of meat.
I dare to break this strict taboo
which makes me different from you
I see no reason for the ban
Although you may deny it’s true
but man has always preyed on man.
Now who am I to change the rules?
although they are not taught in schools.
I believe that they should be
If only to protect the fools.
From roving predators like me.
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Anesthetized Shock!
People, people, people, today,
—Don't they all, but seem,
Accustomed to the agonies—
Of sorrow and shock!
To pain and suffering. (Today…)
"Today, they're only mortal comedies—
After all—as are all subversive—horror show stories".
Just shrug your nervous shoulders—aback
And give out that tenuous frigid laugh.
To all this human cost
Spill-it-out like cold-vomit over their loss…
"Over their bankrupt, souls torment".
But—you know, I'm sure? !
There is still a shock that'll
Cut you to the quick to the core.
Just occasionally, even venomously,
If it's just outwardly, cowardly, and outwardly,
They're all still looking, deeply, anesthetized.
(But I'm one-hundred per cent I'm still sure!)
There is still a shock story that'll
Cut you to the quick to the core.
"THIS JUST IN… Some Breaking News"…
"SOME PROFOUND… BREAKING, News"…
Here's a modern day horror story
A man's face is chewed—off
By another man—whilst being shot! ! !
By an armed officer of the law—a cop!
"Now here's a question; where does this register? "
Why, you may well think? I've seen Hannibal Lector
But, just you wait until you've seen…
"You've seen the core, the face missing from the picture".
poem by Mark Heathcote
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Silence (Version 2)
Life passes by
In silence we breathe
At all the wrongs done
In one singular Life
Silence we are told
Is what will save your life
NEVER tell a soul
Of the torment
In your life
Silently you suffer
At the hands of evil deeds
You cannot even whisper
SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE
Often you cry
All alone at night
And over the years
You learn to stifle the tears
In silence you watch
Wondering will anyone hear
Or even want to know
About my story of woe
Then slowly it trickles
A teardropp falls
Its time people heard
That silence is no more
Its time to speak up
To share my story of old
poem by Kaila George
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Hebe II
Which news threw the household
into dire confusion. She sang-
so now we'd need to rename
the bloody thing.
But what? Stevie, perhaps, or
Jeff, maybe, or Bill?
Imagine our consternation when
out from Hebe flew another trill.
What should it be?
Hannibal? Caruso?
Hourly, we badgered Grandma
who smiled, not unpleasantly,
pleased to be arbitor
in so delicate a matter.
She thought and thought
of what was right and meet
and finally, God-like, delivered her verdict:
'Let he be Hebe. Change naught'.
So we did as she bid-Hebe kept his name
but sang alot
and that was the end of that.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Between Iron And Silver
Stability with a lustrous shine
A hint of preciousness
Coursing through the stuff of life
Common as folks, rare as star shadows
Forged firmly in the flames of right
Cast into finery, befitting jewels
You are found between iron and silver,
Strong, stable, and beautiful
Inspired by a line in Hannibal, by Thomas Harris: “The most stable elements, Clarice, appear in the middle of the periodic table, roughly between iron and silver. Between iron and silver. That is appropriate for you, I think. “
poem by Robert Hiers
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Be Audience Rare
do not write
to fickle audience
be audience rare
write what
themes
flow choose
most
rarely read
rhymes
no time to waste
on audience present
will eternity wait?
do not write
to audience
be audience rare
poem by Terence George Craddock
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