The best love story under the horror conditon that I've ever seen. Starling is a stunning beauty with a combination of fragility and strength. Hannibal is a sophisticated man who knows how to appreciate the simplicity. Both are so intelligent, charming and unique.
Either for the sake of scheme or superiority, he gradually sinks into the dark ocean of morbid passion. If Cronenberg spiked it with details, or Lone's face was soft as his butt, I'd fall deeply with Jeremy who again let his gender-confused soul tortured by his own delusion.