It seems that the third season will be full of powerful events and surprises. Hannibal founded a new life for himself in Italy, along with the psychologist Piedelia, after the devastating blood bath at Lecters' house. On the other hand, Will Graham wakes up from his coma and begins to assemble the events that occurred after the bloodbath happened.
Hannibal enthralls the viewer's aesthetic sense with its stunning photography, sophisticated use of imagery, and breathtaking beauty while at the same time threatening to steal away our soul, dragging it deep into the void.
It's difficult to love a show that seems to be trying to hard to be impenetrable to viewers to the point that it's practically begging to be canceled with such uninviting storytelling.
Fuller takes pleasure in marrying the beauty of the imagery with the grotesquerie of the dramatic irony. In essence, like all outstanding art house directors, he has a sense of humor.
Even the uncorking of a champagne bottle takes on a shriekingly nightmarish aspect in Hannibal, which in its third macabre season magnifies every succulent and sinister image and sound to its creepiest, ickiest potential.