Zoe Butcher gingerly nibbles on Hannibal's tenth course 'Naka-Choko'...
Will and Hannibal stage a crime scene for Crawford to freak out over, Mason Verger steps up his intimidation of sister Margot and Freddie Lounds is dicing with death as she pursues the Chesapeake Ripper...
After last week's episode wherein Hannibal sent one of his pet psychos to have a go at offing Will (one of his other pet psychos) you would think relations between psychiatrist and patient would be a little frosty. That does appear to be the case when the opening dream sequence (yes, another one) depicts Will murdering Hannibal (again) with some added moose action thrown in for good measure. After a few pointed remarks however (thankfully they went for the phrase 'even Steven' rather than the overused 'quid pro quo') we're on to some 'hand porn' where Hannibal gently washes the blood off Will's hands. Metaphorical overload and Tumblr meltdown ensues.
|Will reacts badly to Hannibal's admission that he's run out of Hello Kitty plasters...|
|A dead body on my dining table? Subtle Will, real fucking subtle...|
|Fratricide, not always a bad idea.|
|Let me show you my etchings...|
|Freddie loved what Will had done with his barn conversion...|
|Ugh, this human jawbone is totally past its use by date|
So is the tabloid journalist no more? Or is Will playing the long game to trap Hannibal. I know, but I won't spoil it for you here. Whatever the answer, with three episodes left to go, there's going to be a reckoning of some sort or another, and it's going to be carnage.
Not quite the perfection we're used to, and I could have done without the threesome from hell, but the Vergers stole the show for me.
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