Like The Wire before it, the reason True Detective works so well is because the show starts fresh with each season, quickly evolving into a web of intricate story lines following broken people on the verge of foundering as they descend into the darkest parts of mankind’s depravity. While some fans may be missing that Silence of the Lambs vibe from season one, season two is something of an homage to a few of the best crime dramas of the last twenty years, namely Heat and The Departed.
The show may have lost a few stragglers after the shift to a new cast and new plot, but I have loved every minute of this season, almost as much as I enjoyed the first, and I cannot wait to see what’s in store for us in tomorrow’s season finale. Personally, I like the idea of an ever-changing cast and story; it allows Pizzolatto and crew to explore new locations and plots with some of the best actors of our generation, so even though we’ll be saying goodbye to Velcoro, Bezzerides, and Woodrugh — like we did Cohle and Hart — there’s always next season to look forward to.