|The Silence of the Hams|
Theatrical release poster
|Directed by||Ezio Greggio|
|Written by||Ezio Greggio|
|Narrated by||Ezio Greggio|
|Music by||Parmer Fuller|
|Distributed by||October Films|
The Silence of the Hams (Italian: Il Silenzio dei Prosciutti) is a 1994 Italian-American satirical comedy film written by, directed by, and starring Italian comedian Ezio Greggio. It is a parody of many popular thriller and horror films, notably The Silence of the Lambs and Psycho. Along with Greggio, the film features an ensemble cast of Dom DeLuise, Billy Zane, Joanna Pacu?a, Charlene Tilton, and Martin Balsam.
The comedy, like many of its contemporaries (including The Naked Gun), is largely driven by word play, sight gags, running jokes, and multiple references to popular culture of the time, such as Michael Jackson's Thriller, and tongue-in-cheek references to the then-current state of American politics (such as a fight scene between Presidents George H. W. Bush and Bill Clinton). As a curiosity, Mel Brooks, who made a number of well regarded parodies (Blazing Saddles, Young Frankenstein, Spaceballs), appeared in a cameo.
The film follows rookie detective Jo Dee Fostar (Billy Zane) on his first case. It involves a serial killer, wanted for over 120 murders. To find the killer, he must enlist the help of convicted murderer, Dr. Animal Cannibal Pizza (Deluise). However, during the investigation, his girlfriend, Jane Wine (Charlene Tilton), is asked by her boss to take a large sum of money to the bank. Instead of doing this, she leaves town with the money. While hiding, she decides to rest at the Cemetery Motel, which is later revealed to be a cemetery named Motel after its owner, Antonio Motel. Jo must then enlist the help of Det. Balsam (Balsam) and Dr. Pizza to not only find the murderer, but also his missing girlfriend. All of this takes the cast on many adventures at the Cemetery Motel. In the final confrontation, most characters are revealed to be somebody else in disguise.
Time Out London called it a "wholly redundant exercise", while Empire criticised it for "a script staggeringly bereft of humour or invention, and a clumsy, amateurish direction that seems largely concerned with focusing on Charlene Tilton's breasts".