Hannibal Rising (2007)

It’s not just the flesh that’s undercooked in this unwarranted prequel to the Lecter franchise – a glum, dull and not particularly gory stab at giving Thomas Harris’ cultured maneater a backstory lurid enough to justify his later excesses. Given Harris shouldered scripting duties himself this time out, you’d think he’d have come up with something less ludicrous than “Lithuanian Nazis ate my sister”. Still, it makes as much sense as anything in Peter Webber’s atmospheric but fatally misguided reboot.

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