No need for snark, you are fully entitled to your hives. :)

@avclub-2f2b7ca7553ba4230cad836ea1125578:disqus , not sure if you've read Hannibal, but the title character's memory palace is described in it extensively and often, so Fuller et al. wouldn't be taking too much license in depicting it. I actually hope they do, given how gorgeously they've managed his physical…

I didn't guess the twist at all for Shutter Island, so I spent the back half of the movie very frustrated with how ridiculous it was getting. Then I felt stupid at the end. I think I'd enjoy watching it again.

Aaaaand bags of chocolate sweeties are now ruined for me. Fuck you, Von Trier!

I had that "snapping into place" moment when Sally caught Don with Sylvia. I wouldn't say I entirely forgive Weiner & Co. for all of the frustration I felt during the front half of the season (I don't have a problem with Don's mystique being deconstructed, but it just stopped being anything more than disgusting to…

Bert terrifies me. I forget it sometimes what with his no balls and his stocking feet, but he is really scary. Kudos to Robert Morse.

I don't feel too much one way or the other for Megan, but I'd regret her role being downsized if it meant less Marie.

Ooooh, I like that. Even if it wasn't deliberate, that was a very happy coincidence. Well, not happy. You know.

Are you crazy? If I've learned anything from Hannibal and The Wire, it's that jail in Baltimore is really easy to get out of, via either escape from too-relaxed guards or institutional apathy. The More You Know!

Excellent point about the difference between remorse and regret. I think this is exactly it.

I think her refusal of his dinner invitations could just as easily be attributed to reluctance to blur the boundaries of the therapeutic relationship even further, and/or agoraphobia following the attack.

I found him too cartoonish to be horrifying, honestly. He drank martinis made with the tears of children. Just ridiculous.

I still see her being forced into the advisor role, though. She's had almost as much trouble with Hannibal pushing the boundaries of their therapeutic relationship as Dr. Melfi did with Tony Soprano. And Hannibal's becoming more active in his efforts to shape her and their relationship into whatever it is he wants.

Those crime scene sculptures were amazing (though I noticed Sutcliffe's statuary was not nearly as, um, slack-jawed as his actual corpse was — wonder why). And I loved the hint of the stag's head behind Hannibal that was appearing right before Will snapped out of his vision.

Which I would love to see. Alana's "shut up" was disproportionately satisfying.

Dementia's more medical than psychiatric, so I can buy Jack's being less comfortable with it than with psychosis or personality disorders. It's also not necessarily a symptom of anything other than, you know, becoming demented, but Alana was right in this case, given the sudden onset & Will's age, to identify it as a…

In the book, they met twice, and the second time was when Hannibal gutted Will after the latter realized he was the Chesapeake Ripper. I can't remember if the institutionalization following the Garrett Jacob Hobbs case happened before or after the confrontation with Lecter, but I'm pretty sure the two events were…

That was also a lot of veal on Dr. DuMaurier's table. I don't know for sure that Abigail is dead, but I sure hope she is.

And I'd respectfully edit that statement to indicate not that he felt no remorse, but that he felt not enough or not in a way for it to matter to society at large.

I don't think he doesn't have genuine emotions. The problem is that he can't empathize, so when he grows to care for someone, he only cares for the fantasy he has of them as an extension of himself, not for the actual person.