Make Me Choose: anon asked:
Hannibal with food or Abigail with her hunting knife
"Just like we talked about. Start at the sternum. Keep the blade pointed up. Damage the organs, you ruin the meat."
I hate to be that asshole who writes at the bottom of a perfectly lovely post instead of putting my thoughts into the tags, but I have too many feelings for the tags so bear with me I’m sorry.
THESE GIFS JUST GIVE ME SO MANY FEELINGS? Because there’s so much about Abigail that can’t be pinned down. You can never tell what is performance and what is truth (if they really exist as separate categories; sometimes I think there are two contradictory truths that are somehow both still true, but I digress, you see why I couldn’t fit this in the tags???). And I love that ambiguity about her.
But I also like that there are moments that aren’t ambiguous, and that scene where she’s cutting open that pillow, there is no performance there. This is one of the very few times in the series that we see Abigail alone. She’s not putting on that shock and horror for anyone. She’s not pretending to discover the pillows were stuffed with the hair of these girls that she spoke to, got to know, that she tricked in order to survive. Her horror is 100% unfeigned.
And that pillow is just… everything about the Hobbs family in a nutshell, isn’t it? Crafted into something pretty on the outside, down-to-earth and homey, but it’s a lie. Inside is something sick, abhorrent, disgusting, creepy, and deeply misogynistic.
And Abigail is cutting through that surface, angrily, in tears, revealing her family for what it always really was. And she’s also dealing with knowing that that rotten core isn’t just unique to her family, because this is right after she found Marissa’s body, so when Nick Boyle shows up (and she believes he was responsible), he’s just this stand-in for her father and the kind of men who would admire him.
TL;DR I have so many Abigail feelings I’m not OK.