Good stuff this last episode. As a book reader I'm loving the way this show mixes up the original material at times and stays very faithful to the books and films at others. It keeps me guessing, and shows that Fuller & co. are confident enough in their version of Hannibal that they can repeat what worked in previous iterations of the story rather than change every single thing to assert their creative control. Show Mason is very much like Gary Oldman's excellent movie version, and it works. Certain lines (which I can't remember offhand) gave me deja vu, and yet they felt appropriate coming out of Mads' mouth.
I have to admit I've been so entertained seeing Hannibal in his element, displaying the closest thing to naked glee he probably ever will, that I felt a little sympathy watching him get knocked across the room. On the other hand, go Jack! He deserved that catharsis, and maybe Hannibal is still enough of a friend to Jack that he won't begrudge him for trying to settle the score. If Season 2 taught us anything, it's that Hannibal is totally down for having meaningful dialogues with close friends through the language of violence.
Old Testament Alana is electrifying. Far more interesting than the mild mannered psychiatrist she was before.
Will just can't catch a break. But hey, at least his old friend the ravenstag is back!
I'm completely OK with the artsy stuff in this season, BTW. It feels like a defiant gesture toward the undeserving viewers and NBC execs who keep mediocre to decent shows alive and well while Hannibal carries on with its last legs purely on its own terms, absolutely unrivaled by any other drama on network or cable.
Every slow motion shot of a snail is an eloquent rebuke of the jerks who respond to Hannibal's cancellation with "Good, now Mads can play Euron Greyjoy on Game of Thrones, lol! Upgraaaaaaaade!"
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