I've always been interested in killers. High school massacres. Guys who go postal. Serial stalkers. Terrorists flying planes into buildings. The scariest DVD I've ever seen is Silence of the Lambs. But I still love that movie. Something about it. Makes me want to watch again and again.
He invites me through the plastic doors into his slaughterhouse. Where the chill smoulders from the frozen meats. He bones them without looking. His shiny knife reflects my reluctance. To chat and dawdle in this icebox. (This pic is from the slaughterhouses in Umbria, Italy. Neatly packaged meat in supermarkets is often completely detached in consumers' minds from the process of its production. By Tommaso Ausili)