“Hannibal” recap (2.13): Mizumono

Mizumono—it’s the last stage of a flying insect’s transformation, and it’s also the theme underway in this epic season finale of Hannibal. Hannibal Lecter has handwritten a beautiful invitation to Jack for a dinner, a very personal gathering in which he plans to kill Jack, but Will has tipped Jack off to the arrangement, so Jack has arranged to be armed and include a SWAT team outside. On one side of the line, Jack shows traces of doubt and mountains of hope that Will is his guy. On the other side, Will is telling Hannibal that Jack will be armed, reiterating to Hannibal a plan of action that signifies he’s really Hannibal’s guy. But hasn’t Will been playing with fire this entire time? Though Will and everyone else (Jack, Dr. Bloom, Abigail, Margot, and even Mason) has put themselves as close to Dr. Lecter as possible, following his orders, listening to his stories, gaining his trust in the hopes that they too will be able to trust him, the fear of his power and control remains steady, like a beating heart.

Will meets with Freddie Lounds and asks her to keep Abigail out of her book. She’s looking really smashing in witness protection, or whatever deal they have going on to keep Freddie safe from Hannibal. Regardless of Will’s interaction with Freddie, I still can’t help but believe that he isn’t Jack’s guy; he really is Hannibal’s. Their understanding of one another runs too deep.

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Before any dinner even has a chance, Kade Prurnell (Cynthia Nixon) waltzes in wearing a fire-engine red bitch suit (much like Dr. Du Maurier aka Scully did in the last episode) to shut down this entrapment situation. I wonder how Dr. Du Maurier is doing. Kade tells Jack she’s putting him on compassionate but forceful leave, and when Dr. Bloom meets with her to plead over Hannibal’s guilty crimes, she tells Dr. Bloom that both Jack and Will are going to be brought into custody for their government misconduct. Kade is not messing around, and she’s really not all that interested in “catching Hannibal in the act,” she’d rather get a search warrant and do things the proper way. Only problem is: Dr. Lecter is a mad genius and surely hasn’t left anything behind as evidence.

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Just the night before, he and Will huddled over the fireplace burning Hannibal’s countless notes and patient records, detailed ramblings of his crimes, his passionate and sadistic cannibalism, and who knows what else. Hannibal picks up on a familiar scent on Will he knows to be Freddie Lounds. This can’t be good. They eat lamb and express that this is surely their last supper, at least in this life. So strange—it’s almost as if Will really does know Hannibal will kill him and end all of this, but he keeps entering into the lion’s den regardless, inching closer and closer, playing to the foreseeable climax. As the SUVs roll up to Will’s house, he grabs his gun, gets out the back door, and calls Hannibal to warn him. “They know,” he says. This is good for Hannibal, but can he forgive Will for betraying him and keeping secrets in the final act?

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