when a mystery show is about disposable female bodies, and the women in it are eye candy, it’s a drag. Whatever the length of the show’s much admired tracking shot (six minutes, uncut!), it feels less hardboiled than softheaded. Which might be O.K. if “True Detective” were dumb fun, but, good God, it’s not: it’s got so much gravitas it could run for President.
Emily Nussbaum: The Shallowness of “True Detective” : The New Yorker
This hasn’t put me off watching the show, but I am pretty sure I will be rolling my eyes at least a few times while doing so…