"A lot of people have no clue," Artur told Red Corner MMA. "They think we were born in a golden cradle... We could also tell a lot of things about the way we used to live. But why? I think all of us went through this stage of our lives when we were younger. We didn't even have wrestling shoes. Like at all. We lived in the countryside back then, in a sort of a 'ghetto'. So when we would go into city and see wrestlers with Asics shoes, it had a 'wow' effect on us."
It's the greatest entrance in movie history and he doesn't move a muscle. FBI rookie Clarice Starling must walk along the row of cells until she reaches Dr Lecter's reinforced glass tank, where the man himself is simply standing, his face a living skull of satanic malice, eerily immobile in his form-fitting blue prison jumpsuit immobile, that is, until such time as he launches himself against the glass, making that extraordinary hissing-slavering sound.