I’m pretty sure that the last time I wanted the next season of a show RIGHT NOW with this much desperate, urgent intensity, I was still in college.
More than Sherlock S3?
Massively more. Honestly I’ve been half-dreading Sherlock S3 ever since the end of S2. I’m not at all convinced i’m going to like what I get.
Hannibal, on the other hand, has me by the throat like nothing since…Farscape? X-Files? God, it feels like the X-Files season finale with the burning boxcar.
(I don’t think most of my readers even know how big that is. People, that was a game-changing hour of television. The reason cliffhangers are a standard factor on TV now is because of X-Files and that fucking boxcar. I called my best friend and we screamed at each other for half an hour after that episode ended.)