Today I rewatched Silence of The Lambs, a perfect film to start October. It has aged well thanks to the outstanding acting of everyone involved (except maybe Anthony Heald as Dr. Chilton, who feels rather forced, IMO), the script, the direction, the film score, and the support of the FBI, which helps ground everything.
Clarice Starling, as played by Jodie Foster, is probably the ultimate film heroine who, as a young agent, has to face male violence in so many forms, institutional and otherwise, from the manipulations of her own boss, the machinations of vain Dr. Chilton, the scorn of the local police forces, and, of course the diabolical minds of Hannibal Lecter and the deranged Buffalo Bill. And she mostly prevails, not through kung-fu or over-the-top, unbelievable action, but through guts, brains, and a bit of luck, and she is not unscathed in the end.
Maybe a couple of famous lines have become a bit cringy over time, only because they have been overused in pop culture, but this movie still retains much of its original impact and horror. Oh, and it will show you the power of the close-up. 9.5/10, an all-time favorite of mine.