In the last few weeks I
have been among those engrossed in HBO's True Detective. For the
uninitiated, it follows two police officers who, over the span of 17
years, investigate a spate of serial murders in rural Louisiana.
That short synopsis doesn't really do the series justice and it is
genuinely one of the best crafted series of television ever made
(though I am unsure about the ending).
The central
performances are part of what makes the show exceptional. Whilst
Woody Harrelson puts in a perfectly fine performance as the flawed,
womanising family man Marty Hart it is Matthew Mahogany's role as
Rustin Cohle that gives True Detective it's dark dark heart. To help
make my point, here's rust on humanity
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“I think human consciousness, is a tragic misstep in evolution.
We became too self-aware, nature created an aspect of nature separate
from itself, we are creatures that should not exist by natural law.
We are things that labour under the illusion of having a self; an
accretion of sensory, experience and feeling, programmed with total
assurance that we are each somebody, when in fact everybody is
nobody. Maybe the honourable thing for our species to do is deny our
programming, stop reproducing, walk hand in hand into extinction, one
last midnight, brothers and sisters opting out of a raw deal.”
