True Detectives is so good it almost makes going to the movies an exercise in futility. To avoid the latest animation craze, one can sit home, and watch HBO’s finest miniseries as of yet and not have one’s intellect assaulted. Matthew McConaughey has never been better. His sinister, sinewy and truly weird character Rust Cohle makes you wonder what kind of detective he truly was and is and just what is going on in the beanie of this terrific screenwriter Nick Pizzolatto who created this fine miniseries. Dialogue leaps out of the tube into your “Did I really hear that?” eardrums. Yes, you can watch this more than once and each time a new clue will be revealed as to the relationship between McConaughey and his partner, Marty Hart, played by Woody Harrelson, who matches the acting chops of McConaughey, though it is McConaughey’s character that steals this show. Just who is this guy? Is he an intellectual, a freak or some kind of murderer posing in a detective uniform? (Spoiler alert segments 1-5) The series directed by Cary Joji Fukunaga (2011’s “Jane Eyre”) just keeps getting better. And it is not too late to start watching. It had a slow start, but now it is proving not to be what meets the eyes and ears, and is not only a murder, but multiple mysteries of who really committed these atrocities.
I can’t wait until the next episode to see and hear what weirdness Rust Cohle has been engaging in. While he and Marty have solved a murder of a woman in the form of sacrificial lamb with tattoos and antlers on her naked body, there is more to this story than finding the murderer of this woman. This macabre tale is told in flashbacks, as both Rust and Marty are interrogated by two African American cops. Only in the most recent installment five are you given an indication of why these detectives are investigating Rust who up until now is disheveled and drinking beer nonstop while cutting up the cans. In different room a well-manicured Marty in a suit speaks positively of Rust about whom Marty is quizzed.
Sex is highly charged and vivid. Martin engages with a beauty as he cheats on his wife. “Infidelity is one kind of failure, but my true failure was inattention, ” Marty says. Meanwhile Rust rejects a hooker who offers herself to him. Rust’s interest in sex is never seen, but his keen mind is. His dialogue is fascinating.
Rust has been married and has lost his child in an accident and is hanging onto a bizarre lifestyle. Getting to know him is what this whole series is about. Not who murdered whom. And so it continues with Rust now a suspect.
The credits for this series are among some of the finest I’ve ever seen. The cinematography is breathtaking and the music by T.Bone Burnett is haunting. It is rich in a rhythm that echoes vast open spaces that reveal the loneliness and isolation of rural parts of the great state of Texas. Shots of driving along a highway with oil rigs in the background and nothing else for miles with Burnett’s terrific score, make the enormity of Texas a kind of terrifying character in itself.
What will happen in Episode Six? Will Rust have been a murderer all along or is he a true detective being slandered by corruption? It is not too late to catch this one as this is only Season One of a series that may rival The Sopranos.
Seventeen years after the first murder, this investigation of Rust is taking place. His storage unit is the focus of detectives investigating him.
“You want to arrest me, go right ahead,” says Rust. “You want to follow me, c’mon. You want to see something? Get a warrant.”
A monster is still out there. During a cross examination by Rust a convict mentions The Yellow King. Then this prisoner commits suicide in his cell. Who is The Yellow King?
Tune in for Episode Six. This fine series is just warming up.