Many thanks to Becca Nadler for filling in for me last
week, as “Hannibal” played out what is probably “Red
Dragon’s” most infamous scene. And hey, it did so in a way that was more
graphic than either R-rated film adaptation! On network television! I’m really
gonna miss this show.
Behold The Great Red Dragon
We open with a bit of business from the novel — enjoy it
while it lasts because Fuller and Co. toss it by the wayside about 10 minutes
in. Francis pretends to kill himself in front of Reba, so he can spare her as
well as get the drop on Will. But after Francis sent Will a very detailed
message last episode about the revenge he was going to wreak on him, it takes
Will about three seconds to convince him to go after Hannibal instead. This
makes a kind of sense, since Hannibal betrayed Francis and would certainly be
the ultimate offering to the dragon, but it’s also pretty rushed and tenuous.
Not to mention that Francis mentions, “I am stronger than the dragon
now,” a key bit of character work left to the audience to infer how he got
there. Presumably since he was able to spare Reba, the dragon has been quelled?
Since so much of Francis’s material has been his dual nature, it feels like a
lot of that work over the season is now being swept under the rug.
This scene in indicative of the problems with this finale.
The episode has many strong scenes and a fantastic final sequence, but the
plotting to get to that ending strains credibility to its breaking point. Which
is honestly pretty fitting for the last episode of “Hannibal.” It was
a show that was never very concerned about plot (note how the FBI was never
even close to catching The Red Dragon all season), and much more concerned
about tone and emotions. As far as “Hannibal” is concerned, it
doesn’t really matter how we get to those final, brilliant moments, as long as
we get to them. But more on that in a bit.
A Quick Appreciation of Scott Thompson and Aaron Abrams
They use their autopsy magic to establish that the body
found in Francis’s house isn’t Francis, and that he’s still out there,
somewhere, allowing Will to suggest his crazy Hannibal plan without tipping the
FBI that Francis came to see him. Great seeing you guys again for these last
few episodes! I miss your banter!
Running Around, Free As A Behind Bars
Admittedly, Hannibal is locked up for a great deal of this
episode, so he can have two excellent scenes with Will and Alana, respectively.
First, Will swings by (before Francis finds him) to let Hannibal know the case
is closed, and he won’t be returning. Hannibal engages in more of his
passive-aggressive ex stuff, but Will shuts him down by telling him he wouldn’t
have turned himself in if Will hadn’t rejected him. Will, getting in the sick
burns while he can!
Hannibal’s scene with Alana is more chilling, and a reminder
of why everyone is afraid of Hannibal in the first place. When Alana floats the
idea of the fake escape, Hannibal points out that he might turn it into a real
escape. Alana concedes the possibility, and assumes Hannibal would come after
her in that case. His response is amazing: “You died in my kitchen, Alana,
when you chose to be brave. Every moment since is borrowed. Your wife, your
child. They belong to me.” No wonder Alana and Margot hop on a helicopter
as soon as they hear that Hannibal has indeed escaped for real.
Then, of course, there is the final showdown at Hannibal’s
hideaway on the cliffs overlooking the sea. Hannibal and Will enjoy a relaxing
glass of wine until Francis shows up, shooting Hannibal in the back. And since
Will’s not the only guy who can pull a double-cross, Francis turns on him, and
they take turns stabbing each other with the same knife (here’s a tip, guys:
pull the knife out yourself instead of leaving it in the other guy’s body for
him to use on you). A single bullet can’t stop Hannibal, though, so he pitches
in to help. He and Will team up for a brutal finishing move of Will
eviscerating Francis while Hannibal tears his throat out with his teeth. That’s
enough to put Francis down permanently. I’d make a joke about dragon slaying,
but I respect you too much.
Most Wonderfully Unsubtle Moment
And as he dies, Francis’s blood spreads out underneath him
in the shape of dragon’s wings.
Will Graham: Doin’ Stuff!
And then, the final moments. Will and Hannibal, covered in
blood, lock eyes over Francis’s corpse.
“This is all I wanted for you, Will. For both of
us,” says Hannibal.
“It’s beautiful,” Will replies. They embrace.
And then Will throws them both off the cliff.
I was startled, then pleased. My least favorite endgame for
“Hannibal” was always “they run off to be murder husbands
together,” and until that moment, it looked like that was the direction
they were going to go. It’s interesting, from the moment Will makes his deal
with Francis, his motivations are inscrutable to the audience. Since he chose
the side of good, last time he was tempted, we assume he’s doing so again, but
then Francis is able to intercept the motorcade and free Hannibal for real, and
we have to assume that Will tipped him off to the motorcade’s location, not to mention
where he and Hannibal might hole up. And when Will and Hannibal take down
Francis together, it is the ultimate consummation of their relationship. It’s
unclear whether this was always Will’s ultimate endgame, but I like to believe
it was. He was a man who was nearly consumed by the darkness but was able to
overcome it in the end. The good news for those that disagree is that
everything is ambiguous enough that many interpretations can be made. It’s a
stunning moment. Sticking the ending is one of the hardest things a show can
do, and “Hannibal” managed it. It was meant to only end the season,
but it’s a pitch-perfect way to end the series.
BUT WAIT, because after the credits we cut to poor Bedelia,
who has beautifully prepared her own leg for a dinner party only she will
attend, forever waiting for the other guest to arrive. [Editor’s Note: THIS WAS DEEPLY UPSETTING.]
So that was “Hannibal,” a show that seemed like a
bad idea on paper but became one of my favorites. It was an easy show to mock,
if you were so inclined, because it was so specific and committed to its
outsized reality: its ponderous dialogue, its slow-motion close-ups, its
unparalled visuals. That “Hannibal” aired on network television at
all is a miracle; that it lasted three seasons is more than we could have hoped
for (and in the case of Season 3’s first half, more than we probably needed).
It wasn’t a perfect show by any means, but it was unlike anything else on
television. I will miss it.