The Yellow King Is Gone

Plot-wise, season one of True Detective was like an upside-down pyramid.  It started off very tightly scripted with a gruesome but singular murder but bloomed into a Lovecraftian nightmare zone.

Season two is flipping the script, by starting with a bajillion different threads that my weak lizard brain found a bit overwhelming.

Which is to say, I didn’t care much for the first episode last night but I’m looking forward to the next one.

So far most of my sympathies lie with Rachel McAdams’ poor hair.

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