Had you spent hours a day with him five days or more a week over that time period?
I don't see how that's relevant to if she could love him over a period of years without consummation. Is there an expiry period that's invoked by exposure? She could have spent that whole time learning more about him and falling deeper in love. You seem to have my points.
(We spent three years in each other's pockets, FWIW, but I think that's completely irrelevant--there are so many scenarios which don't violate either character that it's the weirdest objection to a ship I don't see I've ever seen.)
Hanibal finale: SO. Much. Blood. What the fuck just happened?
Current odds of actual final death for everybody who's bleeding to death at Chez Hannibal:
Will: 5% because plot immunity, lead character, etc.
Alana: 35% because they're running out of female characters, for fuck's sake
Jack: 75% because Laurence has a lead role on another show
Abigail: 95% because, Jesus, it's gotta take, sooner or later. That kid's gonna end up with a goddam callous on her neck if she survives this one.
So, yeah, Bedelia coming in out of left field there. That was a surprise. But in the end, really, Will, you probably shoulda eloped with your murder husband when he offered.
Hannibal! The only thing I predicted right about the finale was that it would end with Hannibal on the run. I didn't see any of the rest coming.
I knew he had to end up on the run, but during the show itself I got so utterly lost in what was happening that I completely forgot and was flabbergasted when he (as Fuller put it in a post-finale interview) dropped the mic and walked away.
That was brutal and harrowing, and oh God Abigail. I never for a moment thought she was still alive, felt certain all the fandom hoping and wishing for her survival was pure delusion -- and then there she was, and then there she wasn't, in the most traumatic and wrenching way possible. Everything, everyone that mattered to Will at all (except the dogs), left in blood and wreckage, because Hannibal smelled a trace of Freddie Lounds and added two and two and got betrayal. Betrayal was intolerable, and so Will's whole world (except the dogs) is obliterated.
Hannibal smelled a trace of Freddie Lounds and added two and two and got betrayal
The scene where he catches the scent is incredible. So much going on in his eyes, and yet his expression barely changes.
Also found Hannibal's hand hovering near Will's cheek almost unbearably tender. There's a whole twisted Frankenstein's monster theme to unravel there, I think.
Oh, and Bedelia! I couldn't decide if the look on her face in the plan was obsessed love, or fascinated horror.
Watched the Hannibal finale.
Rocks fall, everyone dies?
Rocks fall, everyone dies?
Hamlet. Or Rosencrantz & Guilderstern Are Dead, which I think makes Hannibal The Player.
An IO9 poster got really mad at me as a sample of the dumb audience who needed everything watered down for them. I said that I didn't need Fuller to pull the smug, urbane rug out from underneath my feet in order to show me the inhumanity of his protagonist--I find Hannibal grotesquely made up in a gentleman meatsuit, and i never forget.
The biggest reaction I had to the poster's tirade was--why do fans feel everyone has to like everything? I will explain my attraction until the cows come home, but I'm not mad at people who state they don't like it while sticking to their I statements. But this person was really ad hominem and mad.
So I'm not going to really watch the show (I know me well enough to know I'll track it through idle watching or recap reading), but I'm not fan material. So very dumb of me. As if all "intelligent" people ever agreed on one form of...well, anything, ever. I feel awful this guy threw me out of the club.
