Holy fuckballs, kiddos, this episode was fast-paced, intense, and downright difficult to watch in places. The final pieces of the Red Dragon story are falling into place, and with only one more episode of the show to go (c’mon, internet streaming websites, there’s still time to rescue it), I’m still on the edge of my seat wondering what’s going to happen next.
Like I said, though, this ep was really hard to watch: trigger warning for cannibalism, gruesome violence, body horror, and general awfulness (and spoilers) after the jump.
On this week’s How I Met Your Serial Killer, we start to see the small but important ways the show differs from the source material and makes the story of Red Dragon its own. We continue on the Francis Dolarhyde/Tooth Fairy/Red Dragon saga, inching, sometimes stumbling, forward to its conclusion. Spoiler alert, and trigger warning for self-harm, harm to animals, and assorted Hannibal violence. Continue reading →
As we pointed out a couple weeks ago, there’s a bit of confusion regarding the titles of a few of Blake’s paintings in the source material. No, it’s not the same title as last week. This week we spend a lot of time with Bedelia and Reba, two contrasting women who are clothed with and in the celestial radiation of their serial killer men. Will’s still on the trail of the Tooth Fairy, and Hannibal’s up to something. So let’s dive in, shall we?
Scariness and spoilers below, as well as some violence, mild gore, and general Hannibal-ness.
Last week, after the conclusion of Will and Hannibal’s Most Excellent European Vacation, we jumped forward a few years and got a new antagonist, the Tooth Fairy. The episode left off on Will and Hannibal’s first reunion since Hannibal had been institutionalized three years previous. This week continued to fill in the gap of information left by that time jump, as well as hitting some satisfying emotional and storytelling notes.
Trigger warning for gore and murder, but surprisingly not cannibalism this time around. And of course, spoilers after the jump.