Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Good Morning, Francis

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If you follow me on Instagram you'll know that 1) I am kind of boring to follow on Instagram (I'm no Nico Tortorella, that's for sure) and 2) that I've spent the past week touristing my ass off in the Upstate New York region I grew up in. I took the boyfriend to see all the big beautiful sites my homeland's got to offer that he'd never seen, a la Niagara Falls. And yet, even as I stared at the wonders of the world before me, in the back of my head...

... I really wanted to crawl into a bed, any bed, and watch this week's episode of Hannibal, which finally got to the Red Dragon story with Richard Armitage (and directed by Neil effing Marshall!), which we've been very much looking forward to. Well I finally got around to it last night and thankfully it did not disappoint. I'm not even speaking of the twisted homage to American Psycho seen here (although that didn't hurt; my boyfriend whispered, "Wow he's so much hotter than Lee Pace" in the middle of it)...

... the entire introduction to Francis Dolarhyde and his very specific horrors was just balls out unnerving, from the teeth to his film-stock psychosis to Will Graham's horrific recreation of the main murder scene... this was horror, great horror. Good goddamn why won't anybody pick this show up? All the television channels, all of them, should be ashamed of themselves. Anyway hello folks, I'm back. Hit the jump for the rest of Armitage's twisted up and terrifying howdy-do...






2 comments:

yinzerella said...

I totally thought of Patrick Bateman, too!

billybil said...

THANK GOD YOU'RE BACK! I MISSED YOU TERRIBLY!