I have talked a very great deal about Will as someone who exists in–and carries with him–liminal space. He has seen and spoken with the dead, gone to the otherworld and returned countless times, and even become, himself, a door to that world, a fairy ring.
What I now know after episode two is that where Will Graham was once a living being who walked among the dead, he is now a dead man who appears to the living. In an entirely different sense to the period when encephalitis was destroying his grasp on (this-worldly) reality, he now exists far more in the otherworld than he does in this one. All that which kept him moored to the human life he tried to grasp is conspicuously absent: his dogs, his boat-house (not to be confused with a boathouse), the person Alana used to be; none are in sight. His spirit-companion, Abigail, is of course really only a reflection of Will’s mind, the only place he could make for her–we spend this episode as much in Will’s mind palace as in Hannibal’s, really–but he is more animated, more interested, when dealing with her than when dealing with the living. She doesn’t haunt him so much as help him describe a space of otherworldliness around him (a bubble, if you like, or better yet a boneyard) in which he can exist with some comfort. They move through the world together, and around them the world falls away; it becomes smudges in the background of the eerie and symbolic universe of unlife they now inhabit, the one they each once fought so hard to escape.
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