Great movies tend to collect in the pool of pop culture's subconscious, available to be referenced and paid homage to for years to come. And, in some cases, identifiable elements of them will become more prevalent than the movies themselves. You don't have to see The Godfather to know that a guy made some really sweet offers in it. Charles Foster Kane was super fucking into his sled. Arnold Schwarzeneggar will be back, in a chopper, sans tumor.
In the case of the six movies below, what made them famous can also be kind of distracting, whether it be due to misguided expectations, the tropes of modern day filmmaking, or a hype for them that eclipses anything that the movie could ever possibly be. Pop culture has been the Flavor Flav to these movies' Public Enemy, and, as much as it pains me to say this, we could do without you sometimes, Flav.
6 Deliverance Is Not All Banjos and Hillbilly Rape
Deliverance has quite a few themes to chew on beyond being a simple survivalist tale. First, it kind of refutes a lot of the "Manifest Destiny" ideology that America has held strongly to since we got the place. We'd always imagined, as "civilized" folk, that since we had God and fire (or, in 1972's case, Burt Reynolds and fire), we could handle all the problems provided to us by "uncivilized" wilderness with ease.
"We are smart and trees are dumb." -- America, 1776 to Forever.
Deliverance lets us know that just because we have a wild hair up our ass to go canoeing and thrive in nature instead of playing golf and getting sick of our aging wives for a weekend, it doesn't mean that we are fit for it. Eventually, mankind does "beat" nature in Deliverance, as the valley is flooded to make a reservoir. But for the most part, despite all of our book-learnin' and highfalutin displays of mental superiority when faced with mountain men, we are powerless. We survive, but only because we push ourselves past the limit of "civility." To put it simply, you can't handshake your way out of an arrow in the side. That will be engraved on my tombstone.
Well, either that or my last words, "Shake on this, motherfuckers!"
Now, I totally understand that "Paddle faster. I hear banjo music!" looks ways better on a whitewater rafting gift shop t-shirt than "You've gotten soft, old man. You are no conqueror." But the parts of Deliverance that deal heavily in stringed instruments and sodomy have overtaken any importance that the driving themes might have in the lexicon of pop culture. Thanks to ceaseless parody and overexposure, Deliverance has transformed into a kind of gentler version of The Hills Have Eyes. And the only thing that's ever longed for that position was called The Hills Have Eyes Part 2. Oooh, need some aloe vera for that burn, 1985 Wes Craven?
This guy knows what I'm talking about. Now stop talking about this guy.
People are almost let down to find out that it isn't a horror show, and that you'll spend far more time watching Ned Beatty explore his diminished sense of masculinity than engage in bow and arrow murders. It's bizarre to write that viewers expect 100 minutes of the guy who voiced Lots-o'-Huggin' Bear getting violated, but they've repeatedly heard memorable plot points and dialogue from the movie, and then projected that into their wishes for it. And when you've spent your whole life knowing next to nothing about a movie except that Ronny Cox duels musically with an inbred kid, it's only natural that the proceeding 85 percent of it is disappointing.
5 The Silence of the Lambs Can't Be Mixed With Hannibal
Until NBC and Mads Mikkelsen's smoldering eyes and the way that he plays with my hair as he tells me that I deserve someone who really appreciates me proved otherwise, Hannibal Lecter was best enjoyed in short spurts. Hannibal Rising makes you long for the valid, subtle origin story found in Rob Zombie's Halloween. Red Dragon includes Anthony Hopkin's best attempt at a tenth-grade theater monologue. And if your fraternity didn't find enough moments to yell "OOOOOOOHHHHHHH!" during its annual viewing of The Silence of the Lambs, then you'll be pleased to know that Hannibal is full of Hannibal Lecter being awesome at the expense of his own character. And you'll be displeased to know that, despite the logic of it, fraternities usually don't gather together to excitedly watch adaptations of Thomas Harris novels. Prudes.
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"Alright, bros, we're all set to watch Black Sunday!"
The only two pieces of media where Hannibal Lecter is a fully formed character are the NBC series and The Silence of the Lambs, and he's a sort of enigmatic god character in the latter. The cell is his Olympus, and he mainly serves to watch everyone scurry around him, dropping hints when it amuses him or when people have proven themselves to him. There are a few "You're so fucking rad, Hannibal!" moments in Silence, but none that transform him into the pseudo-superhero that he becomes in subsequent movies.
Hannibal and Red Dragon (but mostly Hannibal. Oh god, Hannibal), play him as a cannibalistic Jason Bourne, who is one step ahead of redheads and the police because it'd be lame if he wasn't. Anthony Hopkins is 64; he doesn't need to be having an action sequence that involves giant man-eating pigs, regardless of whether it was in the books or not. In the first draft of Hannibal, I wouldn't be surprised to see a line where Lecter says "I knew I hated bacon!" before using Gary Oldman's disfigured character as a makeshift skateboard to roll off the back of one of the pigs with.
"Looks like he's got something on his mind! I guess I'll just have to pick his brain!"
Eventually, most horror villains become a Freddy Krueger, because the people behind the series try to escalate the intensity and the body count and "evolve" the villain to match that escalation. Sadly, this compensation often involves cramming the character with puns and quips and actions that betray the original intentions behind their creation. It's weird to go back to The Silence of the Lambs after you've seen Hannibal and His Amazing Friends because Lecter is barely the same character. If Hannibal Hannibal was in Silence, he'd have invented a bed that shoots a missile through prison walls and gone on to wrestle with Buffalo Bill while "Smack My Bitch Up" plays. And under different circumstances, I'd be very into seeing that.