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It never ceases to amaze me, whether in film or literature how some characters just remain with you. That in our mind, they're almost like old friends, living and breathing, accessible at the mere turning of a page or via the screen, offering us escapism for a time in a world running parallel to our own. The Hannibal films have been a part of my life for as long as I can remember, and though it seems an odd thing to say about this particular franchise, that's exactly how I feel about these characters.
Hannibal's love of classical music and literature, theatre, history and art are all things I can identify with. Granted, those things coincide within the very same manipulative, psychopathic genius, but that's largely part of what makes Anthony Hopkins's portrayal of Hannibal both remarkable and unnerving. It's his innate ability, through his courteous, bordering on gentlemanly demeanour, along with his extremely learned mind that almost lead the viewer forget he's a murderous cannibal at all.

Equally, I admire Clarice's character because she's a woman with a fierce belief in morality and duty, despite being continuously patronised, intimidated and criticised by a corrupt government system. Yet, despite her petite size, she's utterly fearless, and keeps her fragility and tears to herself.

I think they are both outcasts in their own way. Both old souls with contrasting beliefs, but beliefs all the same in justice and integrity, and neither of their views quite fit into modern society. And right from their first well-mannered greeting, to Hannibal's final departure I think they share an obscure bond, a dependence upon one another. For me, this scene brings their unconventional relationship to its heated climax and defines it as a whole, for it's both passionate and intense, moving and, in its own unique way, incredibly romantic.

"Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for her and find nourishment in the very sight of her? I think so. But would she see through the bars of his plight and ache for him?"

It's taken me months to complete this and I'm still not satisfied with it. Midway through, I decided to opt out of using the 5 Pencil Method technique and revert to my old technique instead. In doing so, though, I found highlighting became a problem, after having used harder pencils in the 5PM to build up the depth, so if I erased too much the paper just started to come away from the fibres. I know it's not my best work, far from it. I can see many faults and it is disheartening, but there are some things I do like, too. It is what it is, basically. I just hope that my other portrait of the pair turns out a little better.

Year: 2013 - 2014

Materials: 5H, 4H, 2H, B, HB, 2B, 4B, 6B, 8B

Time: 20 / 25 hours

Description
It never ceases to amaze me, whether in film or literature how some characters just remain with you. That in our mind, they're almost like old friends, living and breathing, accessible at the mere turning of a page or via the screen, offering us escapism for a time in a world running parallel to our own. The Hannibal films have been a part of my life for as long as I can remember, and though it seems an odd thing to say about this particular franchise, that's exactly how I feel about these characters.
Hannibal's love of classical music and literature, theatre, history and art are all things I can identify with. Granted, those things coincide within the very same manipulative, psychopathic genius, but that's largely part of what makes Anthony Hopkins's portrayal of Hannibal both remarkable and unnerving. It's his innate ability, through his courteous, bordering on gentlemanly demeanour, along with his extremely learned mind that almost lead the viewer forget he's a murderous cannibal at all.

Equally, I admire Clarice's character because she's a woman with a fierce belief in morality and duty, despite being continuously patronised, intimidated and criticised by a corrupt government system. Yet, despite her petite size, she's utterly fearless, and keeps her fragility and tears to herself.

I think they are both outcasts in their own way. Both old souls with contrasting beliefs, but beliefs all the same in justice and integrity, and neither of their views quite fit into modern society. And right from their first well-mannered greeting, to Hannibal's final departure I think they share an obscure bond, a dependence upon one another. For me, this scene brings their unconventional relationship to its heated climax and defines it as a whole, for it's both passionate and intense, moving and, in its own unique way, incredibly romantic.

"Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for her and find nourishment in the very sight of her? I think so. But would she see through the bars of his plight and ache for him?"

It's taken me months to complete this and I'm still not satisfied with it. Midway through, I decided to opt out of using the 5 Pencil Method technique and revert to my old technique instead. In doing so, though, I found highlighting became a problem, after having used harder pencils in the 5PM to build up the depth, so if I erased too much the paper just started to come away from the fibres. I know it's not my best work, far from it. I can see many faults and it is disheartening, but there are some things I do like, too. It is what it is, basically. I just hope that my other portrait of the pair turns out a little better.

Year: 2013 - 2014

Materials: 5H, 4H, 2H, B, HB, 2B, 4B, 6B, 8B

Time: 20 / 25 hours