Our long national nightmare is over. True Detective‘s second season has ended.
I’ve got nothing left to say about True Detective, but I’ve got some comments on HBO President Michael Lombardo’s defense of it.
True Detective is nigh unwatchable. Chase Branch offers up an alcohol-fueled solution.
The time to wait and see is over. True Detective has some real, hard-to-fix problems.
As it reaches its season midpoint True Detective‘s seams are showing, and time is quickly running out.
True Detective finds its groove by focusing on its characters rather than its central crime. Forget the murder. The mystery is the people.
True Detective was just starting to find its legs, but did it just undo all that work?
True Detective returns with a new case. Less philosophical truth, more detective.
As usual, there was a ton of good TV in 2014, and even a lot of great TV. Here’s my attempt to quantify it.
The Emmys are on Monday! Time to dive into the nominations, predict the winners, and preemptively gripe about the losers. Breaking Bad or True Detective? Veep or Orange is the New Black?