…also, when the nerd you’re hooking up with is too skinny to lift you into bed, and it is impossible to climb into a lofted bed in a sexy way. #StanfordGirlProblems
My roomie. Summer 2009. I WILL NEVER STOP LAUGHING. <3
First of all: for those of you who desperately need a distraction from thinking srs thoughts about Hannibal, may I recommend Wikipedia’s list of cheeses. I could spend hours looking at Wikipedia’s list of cheeses. And at the end of it I would know so much about cheese. That way if I ever needed to practice tyromancy, I would not find myself in a quandary
(Though: you will hate me for this: I don’t really suffer from suspense. I don’t know why. It’s just one of those things.)
Ahem. So. This week, I want to explore what I see as two interlinked themes in “Releves:” truth and wrongness.
Read-more cut for spoilers and length!
Because somebody had jury duty.
THIS IS THE LEGIT REASON WHY
I can see it now
“I was gone for one episode. ONE EPISODE.”
I get that this is kind of a joke but it’s also really, really true.
She may have stepped in to defend Will’s theory about the copy-cat killer.
She may have slammed the brakes on Jack’s theory about Abigail.
She would have stepped in to defend Will.
AND THAT WOULD HAVE CHANGED QUITE A BIT.
We don’t talk enough about Beverly Katz. We should talk about Beverly Katz. I need to talk about Beverly Katz. I was going to wait until the next episode aired, but I can’t (I think writing this show has become a borderline compulsion.) Okay, let’s talk about Beverly fucking Katz because she is being underestimated by the audience and Hannibal himself.
There are actually a couple distinct things about Bev that I want to serve up in a 3-course meal: her competence, her friendship with Will, and her ability to fuck up Hannibal’s plans.
(Spoilers through 1x10 & synopses for 1x12 & 1x13)