In “The Silence of the Lambs”, they won’t let Lecter have a paper clip in his cell, but he never ever seems to need a shave. Eh?
I’m probably paying too much attention to a book/movie, but I was wondering if anyone else has ever thought about this. (I also have a five-o’clock shadow by 10 AM, ala Nixon, which may explain why I worry about something this trivial).
Author Thomas Harris is awfully meticulous – it seems he’d account for this.
I imagine every morning (While FBI agents, and Prison Administrators are still asleep) Barney comes in, with all the usual restraint equipment, and shaves Dr. Lecter with a wind up mechanical shaver, which never leaves his hand. That Barney is a very meticulous guy. And, the most important part, Dr. Lecter wants to be clean-shaven, and respects Barney’s consideration and professionalism, so he cooperates.
Tris
“We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit.” ~ Aristotle ~
I’ve got a better question- though it may only refer to the movie (I seem to recall that Hannibal Lecter altered his appearance after escaping, in Harris’ books):
In the movie version of “Hannibal,” why is Lecter so meticulous about not leaving any fingerprints behind anywhere, when he doesn’t mind showing his famous, undisguised face in front of hundreds of people in broad daylight?
I mean, why did the detective need to go through all the trouble of getting Lecter’s fingerprints, when all he had to do was snap a picture of him? In the movie, at least, Lecter looked exactly the same as he had in SOTL… and more importantly, exactly like the guy in the FBI’s most wanted list!
True, astorian. I never even thought of that. But it’s probably one of those things you need to swallow…you know, implausibility and such.
I thought I’d respond because when I was reading The Silence of the Lambs, I always imagined Lecter with a beard for some reason. Sort of like a demented Santa Claus. Or maybe it was because he was a psychologist (psychiatrist?) and I associated him with Freud. Either way, that was how my sick sick mind functioned.