[Sorry about the crap on the screen.]I keep thinking about this shot. This is Will, framed by two ph

[Sorry about the crap on the screen.]I keep thinking about this shot. This is Will, framed by two photos of the corpse tower. He’s framed almost symmetrically, and as the camera pulls out here his head becomes almost exactly level with the tops of the towers.This one shot shows so much about Will–what’s happening to him, what he fears in himself, what Hannibal sees in him and wants to shape. This is Will as one in a triptych of composites of murders: put together piece by piece over years, even decades, murders committed for different reasons in different ways at different times. This is Will as what Zeller called “the world’s sickest jigsaw puzzle.”Will, as we see over the season, is getting increasingly sucked into his murder reenactments–he’s starting to act them out physically, not just mentally, and earlier in this same episode he doesn’t mentally (consciously) leave the reenactment until he arrives at Hannibal’s office, having lost time. Of course we know the encephalitis is playing a role in this, but just now it doesn’t matter so much.What does matter is that at this moment in the show Will is, more and more, becoming a mosaic of other people and losing hold on himself. The people composing him are murderers and murder victims, the people whose lives he has inhabited, however briefly, over time. The tower he’s framed by, here, is in many ways a composite of its builder’s life: people he’s known, framed by the man Wells thought had taken the woman–the family, even–that should have been his from him and the man Wells never knew was his son. It is a kind of curriculum vitae, as we are told, but it’s also a life story, told in murders. (“This is my resume. This—is my body of work. This is my legacy.”)I hope the comparison I’m trying to draw here is fairly evident. This shot very literally frames Will as an entity built of murder after murder, different bits and pieces forming a life–in his case, a consciousness. "The method of these murders was less important to the killer than the simple fact that these people died" takes on a whole new meaning when you consider Will’s relationship to the victims. This is precisely what Will fears most about himself, and it comes just after Will has a) had a tortured conversation with Hannibal about losing time, and b) tried to apologize to Jack for his odd behavior. Will is very scared of, and about, himself here.Hannibal, meanwhile, sees Will’s ability to become a murderer, in however abstract a manner, as potential. But he doesn’t want Will to fragment into a kind of flickering pastiche of murderers past and punished; he wants Will to become his own murderer, to become, in Hannibal’s eyes, himself. Or at least a version thereof (“You would become someone other than yourself”). Will, as Wells, narrates, “I collected all my raw materials in advance.” Hannibal could see Will this way: the raw materials collected, ready to be refined, compiled, composed, arranged into the beautiful killer that Will could be.During their conversation about Will’s dissociative episodes, Will brings up the idea of a brain scan for the first time. Hannibal responds, “Will! Stop looking in the wrong corner for an answer to this.” This is part of his “nope, encephalitis lol no” gambit, but also speaks to the deeper truth: he believes that Will, in looking for an answer to the conflict between his self and the murderers he internalizes, is looking in the wrong direction, in trying to resist those murderous impulses in favor of grounding. He wants Will to look the other way. Similarly, when he says he worries that Will could dissociate and hurt himself or someone else, he’s endorsing—however subtly—that Will, when unharnessed from consciousness, might turn to killing; that killing is what goes on underneath Will’s superego.Every killer we’ve had on the show has had something to say about Will or about Hannibal (if not both). This one, more than most, was all about Will; about what Will could turn into, what Hannibal hopes for and Will fears.____________________________________(I won’t go into this, because frankly I don’t think it’s that big a deal, but if you would like to read part 4 of Hanny Tales and contemplate the fact that the two photos frame the tower against water and trees, respectively, I’m certainly not here to stop you.) -- source link

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