



Meanwhile, one of Lecter’s victims, alive but severely disfigured, plots to have the good doctor captured and fed to a herd of wild boars. When Starling’s FBI career suffers in the wake of a botched raid, he sends her a letter of sympathy (or at least as sympathetic as a psychopath can get), which reignites the international manhunt for him. Following his bloody escape at the end of The Silence of the Lambs, Lecter is living under a false name in Florence. Much of Hannibal follows an expected plot arc. Disgust quickly turned to outrage.Īt the heart of that reaction was Starling’s fate. Imagine sitting down to what you think is a gourmet meal, only for your host to offer you a plate with your best friend’s head on it. But when the book finally hit stores, and those legions of The Silence of the Lambs fans finally had a chance to see how Harris played out the entwined fates of Lecter and Starling, the collective reaction wasn’t excitement or satiation-it was outright revulsion.
