True Detective: Episode Four Recap

I have indeed fallen down on the job. Episode 3 was more of a setup episode, plus I was all kinds of lazy last week. Just finished #4 on the DVR, and I really liked it.

Substantively, Vaughn had his best episode yet. He’s back in the gutter and loving it. Happy as the proverbial pig in shit. We get an extended shootout scene, and we see real human emotion in the fallout, as wonderfully acted by McAdams and Farrell.

Wooden Dildo is still Wooden Dildo. He drank enough demon alkeehawl to let his inner gay self out to play, then panicked into the saddest diner shotgun engagement ever. JUST DIE ALREADY, TAYLOR KITSCH.

Speaking of which, the best part of episode 3 was the doctor asking Farrell if he really wanted to live. He doesn’t answer. I’m not sure if he really knows for sure, or if he just doesn’t want to admit to himself that he doesn’t. Because he really is looking for a grenade to jump on top of, anything to maybe make his not-really son make him think he was something other than a complete failure piece of shit. And he wants this last case cleared, and cleared right. He and McAdams will see that through to the end, worry ye not.

McAdams is also sorta reconciling with her sister, which is gonna get her and Ferrell tipped off to a big orgy-type thingy which will be their big break in re-opening the case and bringing the dickholes (h/t, Sweet Dee Reynolds, HIPPO STILL LUVS U!!!!) to justice. Or better, to the business end of McAdams’ family heirloom blade.