Richard Driscoll writes, directs, produces and has the starring role in this homage to Hannibal Lector films. I use the word homage loosely, because it veers on being a reimagining, parody, imitation and curio. To take on such a variety of roles, there must be a certain amount of self-belief, especially as the film being interpreted is one widely recognised as a classic, with a world famous, award-winning actor playing the role Mr Driscoll has given himself.
Like Driscoll’s other horror, ‘Evil Calls/The Raven/The Legend of Harrow Woods (2008)’, there are moments of a good production, but here they are less refined and fewer in number. The acting varies, but one thing is for certain, Driscoll’s performance as Kavanagh is woeful. He is simply a non-actor trying to speak like Anthony Hopkins. Whatever scene he is in, it is sunk by his performance.
And yet his is not the worst performance here. Lucien Morgan’s monocle-sporting Inspector Reed is impossible to describe. So far off the scale that it defies words.
The story is of a man’s killing spree in revenge for his wife’s death. The story is sprawling, but not uninteresting. And the look of ‘Kannibal’ is mostly very impressive – this isn’t a slipshod effort in directorial terms by any means, and has clearly had a great deal of time and money placed upon it. The effects, of which there are many, are delightfully gruesome and the smattering of vivid sex-scenes add further sleazy spice. What emerges is a picture that is a bit of an enigma – a mixture of the obscure, dramatic, blatant, graphic, confident and bizarre.