This show started off well enough... A little backstory between Hannibal Rising and red Dragon, some halfway decent phsycho-thriller feel, and some interesting plot twists. Then it got super campy. And then it got super weird and actually surpassed its previous almost excusable gore with pointless greusome bloodlettinginute by minute. This is one of the few shows that actually turns me off, not because it's too bloody, or too risqué, or too psychedelic, but because it's too EVERYTHING. By the time we get to Season 3, the producers just decided to pull out all the stops and save no shockers for later. It's a dump truck of guts, sex, drugs, and obscurity. Completely beyond reason. Absolutely devoid of any redeeming qualities by the end. Seven more episodes to go and my eyes couldn't roll any harder.