Also, he demanded the Lone Star so his interview would be inadmissible in court. I know.

I'll say it:

Angry and defensive aren't synonyms.

My tone wasn't angry in the least, but other than that, fair enough.

"…like few things have lately…"

The Southern Gothic veneer covered up a lot of the hard-boiled detective cliches. Setting this season in Los Angeles, complete with a land-grab conspiracy, puts every trope right out in the open.

This is the same series where a detective steals a brick of cocaine from the evidence locker and causes a roaming shootout through an entire city project ("just to get one guy!" and it's glossed over by the next episode.

I just always think: what if these police departments did background checks?

Isn't it a little tasteless to have on-the-nose musical cues for tragedies? What'd they play when they covered the Bill Cosby scandal? "How Many Drinks?"

New Aunt May got a nigga like

Agreed.

If nothing else, this show gave us Kitsch's anguished blowjob face and it literally puts a smile on my face every time I think back on how ridiculous it was.

I'll meet you halfway and concede that if you're writing a police procedural, legal drama, or medical drama for television you're already far behind the 8-ball in terms of cliché.

Hyperbole on my part, not to mention opinion.

While not a red herring, it was a little bullshit how Errol's facial scarring evoked reactions ranging from "OH MY GOD! HIS FACE!" to Cohle not noticing it because of a little dirt and a scraggly neckbeard based on what was convenient for the plot.

True Detective is such a precious little gem you can't even compare it to itself. New actors, man! Totally new thing!

Was that a sample from the next Fifty Shades novel? Jesus Christ. Hopping on that dick like a pogo stick.

Not good enough.

I'm pretty sure it's not cool to mention Caitlyn Jenner's balls…

You nailed me. I watch Here Comes Honey Boo-Boo and have never been exposed to quality drama. Feel free to dismiss my opinion.