#hannibal quote i know i couldn’t resist

[graythursday]

before you and after you

[finalfrontierpublishing]

A Great and Gruesome Height by @moku_youbi. 

So this bind was a wild ride, with experimentation galore. It’s my 10th bind (HURRAY) and I started this bind knowing I wanted to play with thread, given I had so much fun with the stab binding. I had some red thread which i had originally purchased for the VTE bind - and just the right shade i was going for so i went for it.  

the original idea i was going for was ‘red thread of fate, but make it MURDER’ and so this tidy little concept was born. half way through the design conceptualization phase i had a little epiphany while watching season 3 of hannibal that blood spatter stringing was ALSO red thread and i just couldn’t resist (yes i know hannibal’s little murder tableaus seldom have blood but the string! MORE STRING!) 

More photos under the cut. 

Statistics: 

115559 words || 426 pages

Body Text: Crimson Text 

Chapter Headers: Cormorant Garamond

I quite like the experimentation with body fonts and trying to divert away from regular Garamond. So far, I’ve only used Baskerville, Garamond, Liberation serif and Cardo, but I do like this one. I lack the typography terminology but it feels fancy and posh and something Hannibal would enjoy. 

I also aggressively rounded this book - boy is it ROUND, perhaps a little too so. i had a difficult time getting the spine piece to be as round as I liked. 

Also, it was my first time putting a quote on the first few pages - i have zero regrets. Also featuring my new imprint page with AN ERROR (IT’S DECEMBER 2022 NOW OOPS). 

I didn’t have enough heat-reactive foil and this fic has 40+ chapters so I could only foil the last couple of chapters which were actually short mini-sequels to this fic which I also added in. I have to say, using a laminator over an iron for heat-reactive foil is MUCH superior. I didn’t have to work myself into a frenzy trying to get an even layer of foil on it. 

Endpapers are a little bunchy because of the thread. But i had to put butterflies because THE CHRYSALIS has hatched (i will never tire of hannibal metaphors).

See below for the conceptualization phase on cricut and er paper. I have zero art skills and have aphantasia so I had to print it out to try and figure out where everything needed to go. 

This bind is also the bind where I won my blood sacrifice badge - don’t use rusty tools guys. The spouse had borrowed my rotary cutter to cut wrapping paper for christmas wrapping and is RIGHT-HANDED. Self is LEFT-HANDED. Tool returned to me as is and I did not check if the blade protector was on the correct side as the tool will get flipped direction wise depending on the handedness of the user. So guess who needs to get a tetanus shot today? :joy:

 All in all, still a successful bind. It is a little busy, and if I had to do it again, I might not put the titling on the spine (always a little crooked, cause I roll that way). The Siser gold and silver metallic HTV for the hands fought me the entire way, and I’d probably not use it for such delicate lines - only part of it adhered and it made me very upset at first but since the bind is for myself it’s fine. 

I’d also use a thinner red thread next time (the thick waxed linen thread for leather work doesn’t fuck around, WILL NOT BUY AGAIN) because as you can see 3-4 rounds around the finger looks like it’s choking it and i had some space limitations at the edges. 

Well, a fun idea, with less than perfect execution but I’ll probably do it again one day if i ever summon up the courage to consider making this again (perhaps for the author if i get over my massive to-bind pile). PROBABLY NOT IN WHITE - gad WHITE IS SO SMUDGEY - nothing to remind you how dirty your hands are than white bookcloth. this is off-white pearl BUT fingerprint smudges!!! 

Resources: Page dividers made by evil-robot-cat here. 

EDIT: THE AUTHOR WANTS A COPY!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH  🥳  😱 🫠 yessss AUTHOR COPY!!!! 

[john4the4leper]

fan fiction quotes that I love so much<33

"Bella was beginning to wonder if the dissection was less for the sake of understanding the anatomy, and more for the sake of watching a thing bleed." (Hannibal) '

“Can I trust you now?” “You seem to already; lying about your whereabouts and crawling into the lion’s den in the dead of night.” “The lion doesn’t fear its ilk.” (hannibal)

"Are you stuck in your veins? does your blood feel like chains?" (tma doorway fic, I will be forever mad I didn't write this line)

"It is. When my head is all..." Lucy trailed off and made a wavy gesture without moving his face from Linus' chest. "You feel like rain." (the house in the cerulean sea fanfiction)

“Where Alana is a firefly, Will is the sun” (hannibal)

"She looks so small in that moment, so lost, like a little dove that flew right into a hurricane.” (honestly idk, probably Hannibal)

"We’ve always been here. You can have me, Cas, I'm yours." (supernatural)

“I love you. I did even when I didn’t know that I did. When I thought that I didn’t. You are the blood that gets caked under my nails after a hunt. I couldn’t wash you off. I threw you off a cliff to see if the ocean would make me clean.”  (nbc Hannibal, re: Will abt The Fall)

bonus with a funny one:

"Dean resisted the urge to toss his mug into the sink. It’d be satisfying, sure, but it was his Princess Leia mug, and he sure as fuck wasn’t tempting fate with that. Carrie Fisher would probably descend from the heavens and fuck his shit up."

Thank you For Coming To My Ted Talk

[slashyrogue]

(For HANNIBAL BINGO: A/B/O)

Will tapped his foot, annoyed, and felt the urge to pee rise up in him again for the fourth time in less than an hour. He put his hands on his belly, and felt his daughter kick. 

“It’s alright, honey,” he mumbled, hating being in this office, “I’m sure everything is fine. They can’t take back the sperm I paid for.” 

The Cryos Institute was the largest cluster of sperm banks in the country, and had been highly recommended online. He’d spent months researching the best place to go to find the anonymous father of his baby, and then many more picking the alpha from the series of donors. 

He’d been surprised by the phone call, a little distressed truth be told, and now as he waited for someone to tell him just what the fuck he was doing here he tried to figure that out himself. 

His pregnancy was going just fine now six months later, and Cryos shouldn’t even be involved. 

“So why am I here?” 

Will stood, noticing a file on the table in front of the empty chair, and as he reached over the door opened. 

“Hello, Will.” 

He sat down fast and tried not to look guilty. “Hey, Georgia.” 

Georgia had been his case worker since he’d walked into Cryos, and she’d even been there for his insemination. “We---” 

The door behind him opened again and he was surprised to see Dr. Alana Bloom, his OBGYN, walk into the room. 

“Dr. Bloom?” 

She looked oddly distressed. 

“Hello, Will. We…” 

Will stood. “What’s going on? You...you both look terrified.” 

The two women shared a look and Dr. Bloom walked up to Will, taking his hands. 

“Will, please sit.” 

“Not until you tell me what the fuck is going on.” 

Georgia flipped open the file on the desk and held up a page. “Will, do you remember the profile you picked out months ago? The...alpha doctor who speaks seven languages, has an IQ of one hundred and forty eight?” 

Will nodded, sitting down slowly, and looked at Dr. Bloom. “What’s wrong? Did you get the samples mixed up?” 

Dr. Bloom knelt down in front of him, taking his hands. “No, not exactly. You see...have you heard about Dr. Hannibal Lecter?” 

He blinked. “The alpha cannibal?” 

“Yes.” 

“I….wait…” 

“Will…” 

Will stared down at his belly, and then back up at the both of them. “Are you telling me I’m having a cannibal’s baby?” 

“Yes,” Georgia said, sighing, “Dr. Lecter’s been interviewed quite a lot and said a number of things that were found to be lies but he recently admitted to donating sperm in our bank. He offered to prove this and the results came up a match.” 

He felt tears in his eyes. “And the one I picked was him.” 

“Yes.” 

“How many other people did too?” 

Alana stood, sighed, and leaned against the desk. “Just you. We’ve destroyed the other samples but we thought it best to tell you.” 

Will suddenly felt his belly lurch and quickly someone handed him a wastebasket as he vomited up lunch. His daughter kicked him again and he sobbed, clutching his stomach. 

“Will, this….” 

He looked up at Alana. “Just stop,” he hissed, wiping his mouth as he stood, “You can’t help with this. You...I don’t even know why you’re even here.” 

“Cryos thought it best to have your doctor here in case of….” 

“Premature labor?” 

“Or just enough distress to bring harm to your daughter,” Alana said softly, “Will…” 

“I don’t want to hear anymore,” he said, his throat thick, “I...I gotta get out of here.” 

He threw open the door and stared out into the waiting room of potential parents. 

“Ask for a background check,” he spat, “You might end up with a monster’s baby inside you.” 

Will slammed the door so hard the glass cracked, and as he ran for the car he felt his baby kick him again. 

“I know, honey,” he whispered, “I know.” 

He got into the car, and began hitting the steering wheel over and over as he screamed. Tears fell down his face as the happiness over his impending fatherhood was gone. This would completely taint every interaction he’d have with his daughter now and for the rest of her life. 

Why couldn’t they have just never told him? 

Will finally calmed down after a few minutes, wiping his face, and he couldn’t resist the urge to google the father of his child. 

Dr. Hannibal Lecter was better looking than Will remembered from the news reports and countless Dateline’s over the past two years since his arrest. He still was interviewed more than some celebrities, and countless books had been written trying to get into his twisted mind. 

Will pulled up a few articles, quick reads that took less than a few minutes, and just before he pulled out of the parking lot he read one more because of the title. 

COULD THERE BE A LECTER BABY? 

The article was, of course, on TattleCrime.com. Freddie Lounds had been granted an interview and been given the exclusive about Hannibal’s donation. She’d even gotten pictures of his mouth being swabbed for a DNA test. 

Will felt a chill go down his spine when he read the final quote. 

LOUNDS: Have you given any thought to there being a child of yours out there somewhere? 

LECTER: Many times, yes.  

LOUNDS: That’s all you have to say? No thought to...I dunno...being a Daddy? 

LECTER (smiles): Oh I’ve had plenty of thoughts, Ms. Lounds. I think I’d make an excellent father. If there is a child of mine from my donation I would love to meet them someday. 

LOUNDS: I doubt that will happen, Dr. Lecter. You are currently serving several life sentences, aren’t you? 

LECTER: For now. 

Will pulled out of the parking lot and tried not to let the fantastical idea of Hannibal Lecter breaking out of prison get to him. 

It wasn’t going to happen. 

Hannibal had no idea who he was, or about the baby inside him. 

He breathed a sigh of relief. 

It would be better if he just went back to pretending his donor was just some random pretentious alpha. 

Hannibal Lecter, who? 

[kiss-my-freckle]

3x10 Rewatch: ...And the Woman Clothed in Sun

Francis has me cracking up at the open, trying to deepen his voice to impress Hannibal when he calls him. Fixing the phone lines at the old office. He has no idea what happened there at 7:30 on many a night, and he has no idea what he's about to step between. Hannibal quotes The Tyger. "Did he who made the Lamb make thee?" Multiple conversations about acts of God and creations of. Bedelia and the lie she created to wiggle her way out of the situation she put herself in is paying off. "My journey to damnation began when I was swallowed by the beast." lmfao!! This entire conversation foreshadowing her finale scene. Another ugly face in the crowd. Jack, Alana, Chilton, Bedelia... all of them lying. "Will has not had his breakthrough yet." Breakthrough for Will, coming right up. Like Alana, she's doing what she must to keep herself alive. Will is hilarious too because he knows better than to buy it. "Suffering inside Hannibal Lecter's bowels for what must have felt like an eternity." He's there because he knows he's not strong enough to deny Hannibal. "I've seen enough of him." This ties in what Hannibal said to her earlier in the season. "I've taken off my person suit. I let them see enough." Ties in what Will said of his wife. "She's aware enough." And ties in what Francis said of Reba. "I shared with Reba a little, in a way that she could survive." Will's need to talk to her about Hannibal speaks to his weakness. He's getting personal with him through her. Francis takes Reba to see the tiger at the zoo. Quite sensual. Her fingers in the bottle as she pours their drinks... a close-up view of her wet fingers putting olives on a toothpick. Yeah... that's hot. The best way to play with your food. Someone should've taught Mason. Their sex scene is delicious. Like Will, he has a nightmare. Pearls becoming teeth, probably related to his grandmother. The Dragon with a gun in his hand, standing under the moon. He wakes alone, rushes out of bed and runs upstairs to stand before his Dragon god on display. He hears it growling, fights like hell to push him out of his head. Reba is ready to leave, and Francis certainly wants her to. He's afraid The Dragon will demand he hand her over.

Hannibal triggers the phone to make a call they wouldn't allow him to make otherwise. Speaking as an employee working at the office of Chilton's publisher, he orders a copy of Hannibal the Cannibal for Will. He wants him to read it. A close-up of his tongue licking the envelope for a card he sends to Bedelia. "He always includes a recipe." Will continues to foreshadow her finale scene. "If he does end up eating you, Bedelia, you'd have it coming." He's not kidding. As I said in a previous post, I do believe Hannibal refused to cross those boundaries with Will, having already told him he doesn't want to think about him anymore. "They are acceptable... to murderers and cannibals." The best of understanding. I love the double "And you" response. "You lied, Bedelia. You do that a lot. Why do you do that a lot?" She says she obfuscates to protect Hannibal as a patient, but it's not just about Hannibal, she has to keep herself off his dinner table. She had no problem informing them when she was granted immunity. Once claiming Hannibal was her psychiatrist, now claiming she was his. Everything to protect herself, like blaming Hannibal for the death of her patient. "Not the first time I've lost professional objectivity in a matter where Hannibal is concerned." His death was on her. She tells Will he's there visiting an old flame. I love how he's fooling himself, getting personal with Hannibal through her. Especially when she makes comments like that. "You couldn't save Hannibal. Do you think you can save this new one?" I don't know what makes her think Hannibal needed to be saved. And this is coming from the mouth that said, "Almost anything can be trained to resist its instinct." Almost anything. Harder to train what's been playing out in the wild for as long as he has. Able to influence? Sure, but it's not exact. Bedelia telling Will she wants to crush the vulnerable bird. She wouldn't crush it, but that would be her first thought. Same concept with the shepherd's dog. Doesn't savage the sheep even though it wants to. She thinks Hannibal led Will to believe he’s a killer. "You're capable of righteous violence because you are compassionate." Will asks how she's capable. "Extreme acts of cruelty require a high level of empathy. The next time you have an instinct to help someone, you might consider crushing them instead." No different than telling Will to savage the sheep even though he's trained to resist his instinct. It's whatever suits her, however she can save herself the trouble... wiggle out of situations she gets herself into. That's why it pisses her off when she becomes the vulnerable bird, her meat back on the menu. Compassion gives Will the desire to help. He'd kill Hobbs to protect Abigail. His empathy allows him the ability to understand and relate to anyone, including Hannibal. He admitted this in the pilot episode. Cut to another flashback as Bedelia crushes her vulnerable bird while he's choking on his own tongue. Deep-fisted his throat, then passed out. It looked... sexual.

A lucky sign screen-spin like the one they do with Francis and the moon. Will shows the tree marking to Hannibal. It acts as a double for The Great Red Dragon and the Chinese character. Back to that theme of luck. Will setting aside what Hannibal said, puts his focus on The Great Red Dragon, then searches his face for a response. Hannibal basically tells him to look for those few pieces of art, that's how he catches up with Francis for their first confrontation. Demonic sexuality. Will is fighting to figure out how he chooses his families, still doesn’t want to bother looking at the way he chooses his own. "I like this Dragon, Will. I don't think he's crazy at all. I think he may be quite sane." I love how this hits against Will, the look in his eyes. "Can't pass on those terrible traits you fear the most." Will walks into the museum as Francis is chowing down on the Blake Watercolor. His escort informs him he's the second person wanting to view it, so Will knows he’s there. Not sure why he stares at Francis as he does, perhaps looking for the reason he smashes mirrors - his disfigurement. Francis knows that he knows, so he throws him like a rag doll and takes off. I'm like damn... after three years out, this is the man you throw him up against? Will isn't built like Hannibal or trained like Jack. Still fun to watch.  

[aion-rsa]

From Dog Soldiers to The Reckoning: Neil Marshall Revisits His Filmogrpahy

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Ever since launching his career in 2002 with the independent action-horror thriller, Dog Soldiers—a bracing, fresh werewolves-vs.-soldiers exercise—the writer and director Neil Marshall has been devoted to genre filmmaking. His second film, The Descent, is a generally acknowledged modern horror classic, and since then he’s branched out to post-apocalyptic action, historical thrillers and high fantasy before returning again to horror.

His sixth and latest film, The Reckoning, stars Charlotte Kirk (who co-wrote the script) as a young woman who is accused of witchcraft in northern England in 1665 after losing her husband to the Great Plague. With its period setting and story of unjust persecution and hysteria directed against women in particular, The Reckoning (which just premiered on Shudder) channels some of the old Hammer Studios vibe, as well as that of iconic British films on the same topic like Witchfinder General.

For Marshall, The Reckoning represents a return to the genre that gave him his start and to his early independent days, following 2019’s poorly received reboot of the horror-themed Hellboy franchise. The latter film was his first feature in nine years, during which time he directed episodes of high-profile TV shows like Westworld, Hannibal and most notably Game of Thrones while trying to get various theatrical projects off the ground.

With The Reckoning now making its premiere on Shudder, Marshall is already at work on his next film, a horror outing called The Lair. He says it’s “a bit different from The Reckoning… it’s going to be full-on action, monsters, guns, explosions, the works, blood and guts.” With Marshall now seemingly back on track with feature films, we thought this would be a good moment to take a look back at his career to date.

The Beginning

Marshall was born in Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, England, and he says that he was inspired to become a filmmaker when he saw Raiders of the Lost Ark for the first time in his youth:

“I’m definitely a product of the nerd generation of the ’80s, and proud of it,” he confirms. “Raiders is the movie that got me into making movies. I was already a big movie fan, just like anybody. But when I saw Raiders, it just changed everything, as did watching The Making of Raiders of the Lost Ark on TV. I just thought, ‘That’s what I want to do with my life,’ and never looked back.”

Interestingly, Marshall says that his one unrealized dream project to date harkens back to the impact that Raiders had on him:

“There’s one in particular, a project called Eagle’s Nest…I always wanted to do my Indiana Jones project, my Raiders kind of project, and Eagle’s Nest is very much in that vein. It’s set during World War II, but it’s not a war movie as such. It’s an adventure/action movie. It’s kind of like Die Hard meets Where Eagles Dare, or Indiana Jones meets James Bond. Spies and soldiers and things. It’s full-on action adventure. That’s my dream project, and I still dream of one day getting it made.”

Pathe

Dog Soldiers (2002)

After attending university, Marshall spent a number of years as a freelance film editor before finally getting the chance to direct his first feature film, Dog Soldiers, from an original screenplay he had written. The taut, low-budget thriller revolved around a squad of British soldiers who are attacked in a remote house by a pack of werewolves. For Marshall, it was his chance at last to pursue his dream of making films.

“It was a six-year process of getting it written and getting it financed and getting it made, and it was just stubborn determination,” the director says. “But finally getting there and finally getting on set was just amazing, so satisfying. It was finally achieving a dream that I set about 20 years earlier, really.”

On whether anything surprised him about his first time as a feature director, he adds, “Well, I had directed stuff before. I’d done some short films and some TV things. This was my first feature, but it wasn’t completely new to me. But I was so well-read at the time. I’d spent my teenage years reading nothing but Starlog and Fantastic Films, and all that kind of stuff and learning how these things work. So it wasn’t a complete surprise. I think the main thing was, is just how exciting it all was.”

Werewolves, which were the film’s monsters, hadn’t been seen on the screen in a while at that time. Marshall suspected this would make the film a refreshing change of pace.

“I didn’t want to do the classic Curse of the Werewolf story, which is essentially what all werewolf films had been up until that point,” says Marshall. “I wanted to do essentially Aliens with werewolves, in which they’re just a ferocious enemy and really difficult to kill, and who they are as people is irrelevant.”

Pathe

The Descent (2005)

Next was Marshall’s 2005 film The Descent, in which six women go exploring in a cave system and discover that the tunnels are inhabited by cannibalistic humanoid creatures. A staple of “best horror of the 2000s” lists ever since its release, The Descent was not only genuinely terrifying but groundbreaking in its use of an all-female cast, which was originally not the case.

“I think when I wrote the first draft of it, it was mixed,” Marshall recalls. “When I pitched the treatment, I think then it was a mixed group. I’d done such a testosterone group of men or whatever with Dog Soldiers, part of me was like, ‘Well, let’s just do the complete opposite of that.’

“Then the more research I did into the world of caving and climbing and outdoor sports, it turns out, it’s a really heavily populated by women, and they do everything that the men do. So I just kind of figured, well, why not? Why not have an all-female group? It makes it very different. It made it different from anything that I’d seen for a while, and it came about that way.”

On the inspiration for the horrifying creatures in the caves, called “crawlers?”

“The creatures just came from trying to pare things down to a very, very basic form. I had great difficulty with the werewolves on Dog Soldiers. The guys in the suits, they couldn’t see very well. They were on stilts, so they were really limited in how they could move. Even for a practical effect, they couldn’t move around that well. I wanted to dispense with all that and have the crawlers be as freeform as possible.

“The whole point of the crawlers was that they were meant to be humans who evolved to live in caves,” he continues. “They’re the caveman that stayed in the cave. Whereas the rest of us left and evolved, they stayed in the caves and devolved to live in darkness. They were always essentially going to be human, so that really just required some basic prosthetics. But beyond that, they would just be people. That gave me so much more freedom of movement and allowed them to be fast and agile.”

Universal

Doomsday (2008)

The Descent was a critical and financial success, earning some $57 million on a budget of less than $5 million. It opened the doors for Marshall to begin entertaining offers to direct bigger films, and soon Rogue Pictures (a division of Universal) gave the director a budget of more than $24 million to make Doomsday, his homage to post-apocalyptic action movies of the ‘70s and ‘80s in which Scotland is sealed off due to a deadly virus.

“Doomsday touches upon two things that have cropped up in later work,” Marshall says. “One was the building of a wall to separate two countries, particularly England and Scotland. And then the other one is a viral outbreak, which comes into play in The Reckoning, as well. And the wall reappears in Centurion. It also, I guess, figured in my Game of Thrones episode.”

On the eerie relevancy of doing a movie about a country sealed off because of a viral outbreak, he says, “It was very strange that end of last year, I think it was, when the second wave [of COVID-19] hit, that they closed off the border between England and Scotland. I just thought, ‘This is Doomsday. It’s happening right now. Only a matter of time before they build a wall.’ But yeah, it has been quite scary, especially with The Reckoning, as well. Who could have seen it coming, you know?”

Doomsday was also the first time Marshall had major Hollywood studio resources to work with, which made it a strikingly different experience.

“It was great having much better resources to do a lot more crashes and explosions and things like that. It was a big action movie, it required all those bells and whistles, and we got them all, so that was fantastic… We had more time to shoot it, which was great. I loved that. Because we were filming it down in Cape Town, in South Africa, we didn’t really have the studio on our backs at all. We were let loose to do it. It was one of the most fun experiences I’ve had making a movie.”

Magnet Releasing

Centurion (2010)

For his next film, Marshall turned to the early history of Britain and its resistance to the Roman Empire for inspiration. The result was Centurion, which starred Michael Fassbender, Dominic West and Olga Kurylenko in a violent tale based on the legendary disappearance of the Roman Empire’s Ninth Spanish Legion in what is now northern England and Scotland in the second century. A.D.

“It’s very loosely based,” Marshall explains. “It’s based more on a legend than the history. The history unfortunately disproved the legend. It’s a classic example of the quote, ‘When the legend becomes fact, print the legend.’ The facts aren’t very interesting, but that’s historians doing their thing. Until then, it was a legend that I really liked, the legend of the 9th Legion that marched into Scotland and disappeared without a trace.”

Even though historians have since argued that the Legion wasn’t wiped out in battle with northern England or Pictish tribes as long believed, Marshall was still fascinated with the story:

“My whole kind of thing was, ‘Well, why and how? If it disappeared, how did they disappear? Did none of them survive? If no one survived, how do we even know about it?’ So that’s when I came up with the story of the lone survivor and trying to explain it in logical terms. Nothing supernatural or anything of that, but logical terms of how they were massacred and why.”

As with several others of his films, Marshall also saw contemporary reflections in the story.

“When we were making it, it seemed very relevant to what was going on in Iraq and Afghanistan, with the insurgents fighting the oppressors. Telling the story from the Romans’ point of view made it a bit more interesting, because they were the invading army and the other side were freedom fighters. Because we were telling the Romans point of view, it was kind of like, ‘Well, they’re our heroes—but are they?’ I just thought that was really, really interesting.”

Lionsgate

Hellboy (2019)

Hellboy, which was not a sequel to the two films made by Guillermo del Toro and which starred Ron Perlman, featured David Harbour as the title demon from Mike Mignola’s long-running comics. Marshall’s first feature in nine years landed with a loud thud both at the box office and with critics.

“It was one of those things,” the director says now. “The reason I was away from features for nine years was not out of choice. I was trying to get my features made during that time. But because of the revolution in television, there was a certain kind of budget level that I had been working in that disappeared from features and was now going into television, during a transition period of the last 10, 15 years. And I couldn’t find anybody to finance films at that kind of level.”

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Marshall says that when he was initially approached about Hellboy, the idea was to create more of a straight forward horror movie version of the character:

“That appealed to me, and obviously getting a chance to do a feature was a big thing. Despite my reservations or whatever, I jumped at it, because it was a chance to do a feature after nine years. I wanted to get back in the game. But I made an unwise decision, because I should have based my choice purely on whether the script was any good. Unfortunately, the script was never any good, and there’s only so much a director can do.”

Marshall notes that the problems with the Hellboy script arose from confusion over what kind of film it was supposed to be.

“I’ve said it a few times before, you can’t polish a turd. Even the best director in the world can’t make a masterpiece out of a script that was substandard. This was a confused script from the start, combining different stories and sticking rigidly to the comics, which worked fine as graphic novels. But when you translate them to the screen, there are gaping plot holes.

“Unfortunately, the producers just didn’t care. They brought me in so they could tell me what to do. They didn’t really want to make a horror version of it at all, because I was the most experienced horror person involved in the entire production, and I wasn’t allowed to touch the script. I wasn’t allowed to bring any kind of horror essence to it. So it just ended up as a disaster, really. It was just a mess, and a deeply unpleasant experience. That’s the price that I paid for making the wrong choice, or making it for the wrong reasons specifically.”

Shudder

The Reckoning (2021)

Going back to his roots with The Reckoning was a “breath of fresh air” after Hellboy, Marshall says in 2021.

“It was the complete opposite,” he explains. “On Hellboy, I had lots of money and no creative input. On this one, I had full creative control over the piece and no money. But that was a good sacrifice to make because the experience of making The Reckoning—even though we had less money, less time, whatever—was just creatively way more satisfying. It was good to just get back to my roots and get stuck in there and make this little movie that I’m really proud of.”

The director says that he wanted to capture the tone of some of the iconic Hammer horrors from the ‘60s and ‘70s with The Reckoning while the subject matter touched on themes expressed in horror classics like Witchfinder General or Mark of the Devil.

“I felt that there hadn’t really been anything made in that particular period or about that kind of subject matter, the witch hunter in particular,” says Marshall. “There have been witch movies obviously, but not the witch hunter. That kind of vibe, and that Hammer kind of vibe as well, hadn’t been done for a while. But the reason to do it at all was because I felt that it was relevant today for a modern audience… witch hunts are still going on today. They just take on a different form. And certainly, misogyny and female persecution has not gone anywhere in the intervening hundreds of years since our story took place.”

Marshall also notes that he missed being part of the horror film festival circuit, a thriving subculture in its own right.

“I actually wanted to get back on the horror circuit, as far as the festival circuit is concerned, because I loved that experience with my first movie,” he explains. “Going around the world, going to these incredible festivals, meeting the fans, engaging with the fans and also meeting other filmmakers. It’s so inspiring doing that. That was my hope with The Reckoning, but of course, all that went out the window with COVID. But fingers crossed, we’ll be back full strength and next year will be great.”

The Reckoning is currently streaming on Shudder.

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[lena-went]

Tutto e Niente

                                      EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING

R: I woke up to the sound of Frederick crying. It was soft, he was doing his best to muffle the sounds he was making. I rolled towards him and squinted at his form. This was the first time in months I hadn’t woken up in his arms. He had shifted to the edge of the bed and was half curled up with his face away from me. I laid a gentle hand on his back before pressing my lips to the nape of his neck.

“Baby what’s wrong?” I murmured my voice still heavy with sleep.

He leaned into my touch so I wrapped my arms around him and tried to pull him against me. He resisted slightly, a contradiction to his earlier action.

“Freddy…” I whined slightly becoming annoyed at his dramatics. We both knew he would end up in my arms or I in his yet he always feigned ignorance of this fact.

“It is my fault. If I had not engaged with Hannibal so often…if I had not showed you off to him…he never would have known you existed. You would have been safe.” The way he spoke told me he had been thinking these things for a long time.

“Baby…”

“You might have died…because of me. Everyday you are forced to look upon a hideous maimed failure because of my own arrogance and stupidity. Your life would have been better if you had never met me.” His choice of words spoke anger yet his tone was horribly sad.

“Look at me.” I spoke firmly moving my arms to help him turn.

His working eye was swollen and red, he must have been crying for a long time. I raised a hand to touch his face but he stopped it and gave me a stern look.

“Please leave me. Please…I am not strong enough to leave you.” His face was heartbreaking as he spoke and I felt my heart sink to my stomach.

“Why would you say that? Frederick do you have any idea how much that hurts me? I know you’re saying all of this in some misguided idea of chivalric protection but…either of us leaving the other…baby…that’s so much worse than any pain another person could inflict on us.” I tried to reason with him but I felt myself choke on my tears towards the end of my sentence.

He raised his eyebrows as another tear fell from his eye and ran across the bridge of his nose. He hated it when I cried. But I couldn’t stop my tears as his words, however empty, ran through my mind.

“I am sorry…please…my love.” He finally guided the hand he had captured to his mouth where he kissed my palm before running his lips along each finger.

“I just…I do not know what to do…I have to protect you…and our baby.” He faltered as he spoke avoiding my gaze as I tried to understand his thought process.

“Frederick my love, no one can predict the future, we don’t know what’s going to come or happen tomorrow or even today. Wonderful things will happen, beautiful things. But it is just as likely that terrible, frightening things will happen also. We don’t know, we cannot know. However, in life we get to choose who we experience those things with. The beautiful and the terrible. Frederick I’ve chosen you. I don’t care what happens, I can’t afford to. I only care about loving you, living with you. Baby…you know life is cruel, and I understand why you want to protect me from it but you can’t. Whether it’s tomorrow or 80 years from now, I’ll die. There’s no stopping that. I’ve made my peace with it knowing I will have spent my time, and my life, with you. I love you so much, it’s unfathomable. Please understand this, whatever comes I’m with you. Everything and anything…until the end.”

He stared at me his green eye glazed with tears before he nodded slowly and then rapidly before gathering me in his arms and sobbing. Frederick trembled as he calmed, his body pressed around mine. I reached for one of his arms that had wrapped around me and moved it to my lower stomach which was growing every day. Still so slight it was hard to feel anything but his hand flexed and moved in slow circles around the little bump as I hummed little melodies into his neck.

He looked at me then with such love and hope that I couldn’t help but laugh. He looked like the day I had met him, boyish and innocent. I think a part of me knew when I first saw him that he was it. He was everything, a culmination and a beginning. Frederick had been so frail when we first met, so unsure, so damaged. He was a different man now. As the seasons changed so did he. I had no doubt he would change more still, but it didn’t frighten me for I knew I would change too. Such is the beauty in life, the resilience and defiance shown by humanity. I started to drift off into sleep coaxed by my aggrandized thoughts of life and humanity as well as Frederick’s sweet caresses.

F: I received a long email from the Administrative Chief of Operations at the FBI. It was horrific. Will Graham, Alana Bloom and Jack Crawford were all hospitalized with life threatening injuries. Alana had fallen from three stories up and cracked her pelvis, Will had been disdmbowled by Hannibal and Jack had his jugular partially punctured and nearly bled out. I felt a panic attack rise as I read the email, realizing that this happened only minutes before Hannibal had visited her in our apartment. These were his closest friends, people he had spent so many intimate hours with and he nearly killed them all. But he left her alive and unharmed. She had told me Hannibal had claimed she interested him or to quote directly “made him curious”. I leaned against the headboard of our bed and tried to breathe deeply. He had not been caught and he was thought to have fled the country. The ACO stated towards the end of the email that investigations were still ongoing and that they were doing their best to find Dr.Hannibal Lecter. We would never be safe until he was caught, or better yet dead.

I looked down on her sleeping form and felt strength surge through my bones. If you want something done right, do it yourself. As soon as they were all conscious I would speak to them, Bloom, Graham and Crawford. I would locate Hannibal and notify the FBI who would incarcerate him or kill him. Either was fine with me. I just wanted him away from her, away from us.

She stirred in her sleep so I put my tablet on the bedside table and moved back to lay beside her. She reached out her arms and lazily draped them over my hips and head. I chuckled softly at the weight of her forearm over my forehead before moving her arm and hand to my lips. My eye moved back and forth over her face, admiring every feature and sound she made. We had been together for a long time now, yet I never grew accustomed to her beauty. It was almost unbearable how my chest burned and swole. I suddenly wished there was a stronger phrase than I love you. It seemed so utterly conventional and lacking. I needed words to tell her just how much I was consumed by her, how she lit my very being on fire and brought me to life. She was my god, my place of worship and my home. She was so much more than everything.

Sorry it’s taken me so long to write new chapters, I promise as soon as I think something is good enough for you guys I’ll post it. Please keep telling me your thoughts, it really encourages me to keep writing. Thank you so much, I can’t believe this series has come so far.