The box set is the crack cocaine of viewing experiences. At 3am, having watched several episodes on the trot, that little voice in the head suggests just one more. Last one, you promise yourself, unconvincingly. And nothing is more addictive than HBO's True Detective.
Detectives Cohle and Hart are following a lead in their investigation of the ritualistic murder of young girls. It takes them to a revivalist preaching tent, set deep in the unsettling, exposed landscape of southern Louisiana, a creepy-looking environment of vast swamps and oil refineries, a place of closely guarded family secrets, a place set back in time, where human life seems to play a supporting role to the intensity of sinister nature.
Read Full Article »