After watching the entire two seasons, and wondering how, by the second to last episode, they would tie it all together. The last episode was a perfectly tied windsor knot of insanity. Hannibal is both stylish and ugly, disturbing and enchanting. Mads Mikkelsen was perfectly cast for this role. He epitomised middle-European aristocracy from an indefinable place, bearing an indefinable psyche. He has class, style, talent, beauty and strength. His handwriting is impeccable, as is every element of his perfectly constructed self. And there-in lies what makes 'Hannibal' so fascinating. The message here is no matter how perfect the facade, underneath, there's a need for disorder. You can tidy it up with carefully prepared culinary delights, feed them to your guests, even some of the guests to themselves, knowing what they're eating, and do it with good grace and subtle humour. The blackest of humours. This is a must watch series for those that love their meat undercooked but perfectly presented and all that goes into serving up any mammal, tartare. Oh, and matched with the correct wine, of course.