Good evening, Avocado. Welcome to my season three Hannibal reviews. I plan to post these sporadically, without much warning. May you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoy watching the show. We open with a flame, and then, machinery. It’s an engine, and in little time, we are following a motorcycle on the dark edge of a lush city. Florence is a different place, indeed, one with no Chesapeake Ripper, one where Hannibal can move unknown as well as undetected. Bonsoir. Our setting is established in little time. Bedelia is here, unharmed and nothing less than stunning. Dare I say … Continue reading Hannibal: S03E01 “Antipasto”
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