I kept hearing great things about True Detective, so I decided to check it out. And I was disappointed at first.
Although I loved their performances, I found McConaughey’s nihilistic monologues tedious and redundant, Harrelson’s cornpone problems cliche and flat, and the investigatory plotline downright annoying (tagging along to question one boring, dead-end lead after another gets old).
I know, I know, it’s more about character subtleties and thematic undercurrents, but I just wasn’t feeling it. I was told to give it a few episodes, though, and I’m glad I did, because once the writers have slowly and carefully rolled and molded their pie, they waste no time releasing the wolves to devastate it. The pace picks up, the stakes raise, and the tension winds tight.
I’m still in the middle of it, but I’m now hooked. And damn, McConaughey really can act.