This Man Ain’t Nobody’s Teacup: Will Graham as the Author in/of Hannibal’s Finale

I’m supposed to be writing like 497 things right now, so of course, my brain chose to get hung up on some Hannibal finale meta instead: meta that centers on that lovely, cunning boy, Will Graham. 

Hannibal‘s finale aired over a week ago and yet I, like 99% of the show’s fandom, am still not over this moment:

hand on the glass

Will: You turned yourself in so I’d always know where you were. But you’d only do that if I rejected you. [beat] Goodbye.

Yes, part of the appeal is that Will’s hand on the glass and the revelation that accompanies it makes mutual Hannigram canon (hurray!). But for my money, this moment matters to the series’ narrative writ large because it reboots our perception of Will: it reminds us (and Lecter) that Will Graham is nobody’s teacup–he’s become a damn sledgehammer.

Let me explain.
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Collaborating With A Fine (Not So Young) Cannibal

gorgeous two shot from potage

I made this pact with myself that I wasn’t going to write about NBC’s Hannibal. Not in an academic way, at least. For all of its gore, its elegant violence that can make cruelty taste like art, I didn’t want to engage with it on a critical level because I love it too damn much.

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