We get the world we deserve

True Detective (Season 2; 2015)

After the successful first season, the producers decided to come out with the second season. Even though it did not live up to the celebrated former, nevertheless it did leave an impact. It recreated a nihilistic world which lies ahead of us which we can already see. A society where truth and natural justice takes a back seat whilst power, authority, money and our animal instincts dictates our life. Human relationships fail miserably. Commitment to the institution of marriage is farcical. Occasional casual relief of human carnal desires is the norm. Sexual preference is optional, and people are confused about they actually want in life, personal glory or acting in a just manner. Divinity is nowhere in the equation.

The second season, in keeping with the mood of its predecessor, creates a broody environment with equally depressing characters all with the problems of their own. First, there is Ray Valcoro (Colin Farrell), a cop with a chequered career record, substance abuse issues and a messy matrimonial dispute to handle. Next, there is Ani Bezzerides (Rachel McAdam), a CID officer who has a string of suicidal siblings and relationship issues. The third is a highway patrolman, Paul Woodrugh, an angry ex-soldier with homosexual past and a pregnant girlfriend. All three are assigned to investigate a murder.

Frank Semyon (Vince Vaughn in a significant negative role) is a local gangster and a playmaker of sorts. The investigation opens a can of worms of deceit, vice, mob, drugs, politicians and entrepreneurs. The bottom line is greed and profit. Doing the right thing for the people is never on anybody's agenda.

The whole machinery of the powers that be is to enrich the select few. The big master plan is geared towards this end. Any opposer to this grand vision is treated as a hindrance and is dealt with appropriately as collateral damage. Period.