If history had taught us anything, it was that this trilogy was bound to head into ludicrous territory, with an abundance of over acting, weak scripting and a complete misinterpretation of the source material, Harris fans should probably avoid Red Dragon like the plague. As mentioned in my review of Manhunter, the original outing by Michael Mann, the television show of Hannibal has completely shown up his and MGM's work on the much beloved franchise, it is clear as day Bryan Fueller's passion and love for the material was catered to in his final season, which spanned the 1st and 3rd outings of the books, really bringing a huge amount of detail to the characters, mixed with a strong script, visual delight and of course outstanding performances I would strongly recommend checking the show out and completely missing everything from Hannibal onwards, hell ever watch Manhunter, its not the best representation of the novel but its a far superior movie than this crap. Red Dragon follows detective Will Graham as he rushes against the clock to find a serial killer who is obsessed with William Blake's creation The Red Dragon. As Graham gets closer, the killer soon places his sights on him, leaving Will no choice but to hunt him down, with help from his old buddy Hannibal Lecter of course. Now the best and quite frankly only decent thing about this film is the attention given here, in comparison to Manhunter, Red Dragon spends a lot more effort really spelling out the importance of Blake, Hannibal Lecter and of course adding shape to Francis Dolarhyde, which is of course welcomed. What isnt welcomed is Brett Ratner failing, in spectacular fashion, to even portraying this extremely intellectual subject matter in any form of light, apart from melodramatically. The acting in this film is utterly shambolic from just about everyone, Hopkins is atrocious as Lecter, phoning is his performance this time, after getting the previous outings so mixed. Edward Norton is laughable as Will Graham, Hugh Dancy literally over shadows him by just staring at a camera, never mind opening his mouth. Ralph Finnes is shocking over the top as Dolarhyde, Keitel is just bad as Crawford and Philip Seymour Hoffman just doesnt bother doing anything as Lounds. In fact Emily Watson is about the only decent thing in here, but that's not saying much, she could have yawned her way throughout her performance and still achieved something better than her fellow cast. I'll give the visuals credit as they look polished, compared to the rest of the trilogy, that doesnt make them good shots, in fact the framing and shot selection is utterly boring, more so than usual. The edit is running so quickly, no character or moment has a chance to breathe, we plummet towards out destination without any reflection, any down time, any form of suspense, leaving us laughing uncontrollably at how bad the performances soon become. I will not grace this film with anymore of my time, it doesnt deserve it. It is lazy, boring, laughable and without a doubt the worst take on this material. Watch Manhunter or indeed Hannibal (Television Show).