Goodness, gracious I wonder sometimes how long before people just stay home. Let me back up: I just finished the first episode of True Detective, having been a fan of Nic Pizzolatto's novel Galveston and hearing so much about how good the show is, and then it is that good. You hear about the acting, the atmosphere "you can eat," according to one friend. Both are so good you forget about the filmmaking--we don't notice the cuts, but we sure do notice what we're looking at. And it's taken a place, Louisiana, that we've seen before many times on film, and here's where the extended series format can take its time, which we're grateful for. We notice the music by T Bone Burnett, the photography, and cannot imagine The Maze Runner coming close to this with any audience twenty-five and up. Doesn't mean they won't stop trying, but this on the big screen would be something to behold.
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