When “True Detective” premiered in 2014, it rocked the television scene. This lends them a filmic quality that allows dramas to empty their fuel tanks in one season.

By giving the story a set expiration date (as opposed to the Frankenstein tactic of syndicating series long past their peak), each episode can work towards one spectacular finale. The story starts and ends in the same season. Mini-series are a short and exciting way to exhibit a screened narrative, as they have a predetermined number of episodes. Really, its biggest flaw is that it just isn’t season one.“True Detective” is an anthology show, meaning that every season is a different mini-series connected by themes and sometimes even characters. The writing was tight, the characters were well-acted and the dramatic twists kept my jaw dropping. Sure, it has a trio of complexly intertwining narratives, and the intensity sometimes seemed forced upon the show rather than inherently part of its writing, but it was good. Second, while definitely not superior to its predecessor, I like the second season of “True Detective” a lot.īut I always feel like I have to excuse the fact that it’s from season two, even though all things considered it’s a good season of television. The comment I always receive is “I love ‘True Detective!’ Why season two?” First, it was a gift from a friend who worked at HBO (which is dope). You won’t find the nihilistic Rust Cohle or the womanizing Marty Hart on the wall of my common room, but rather Antigone “Ani” Bezzerides, Rachel McAdams’ season two detective. I’m tired of making excuses for my “True Detective” poster.

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