Finally … Crosshairs in TRUE DETECTIVE Finale Preview

“It’s been weeks since I left my mark. Would that they had eyes to see…… This is Carcosa. Take off your mask.” – Perhaps The King in Yellow

“He’s going to come for you. He’s worse than anybody.”
— Terrified woman resembling Maggie’s Mother

In The Crosshairs

Is it Marty or Geraci in the crosshairs?
And notice the masked and costumed fellow sneaking off to the right of the screen

The HBO Finale Preview finally has the crosshairs I’ve been seeing in the opening credits. There’s a long-haired, old man in camo shooting from high ground. I sure am not seeing Maggie or her family. Just looks like Errol’s sort of folk defending some hillbilly farm. Only three more hours to wait. I wonder what I’ll do with myself next week.

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  • That’s Sheriff Gerarci in the crosshairs for sure.

  • I think of Geraci as a bad guy … Why would he be in the crosshairs?! I’ve been re-watching and I saw again in Episode 3 how Maggie calls Rust when Marty isn’t home to say, “Steve Geraci said he caught something. He needed help.” Rust said that he didn’t get a call. Now it makes question if it was real.

  • I missed that. Have to watch it again. Either we all read too much into things or certain questions aren’t going to be answered. Oh well…..

  • In what may be my shortest post ever…

    Disappointed. I think that sums it up.

  • I thought they resolved the relationship brilliantly. Marty found his humanity and Rust found his faith.

    I thought the mystery was beyond disappointing. There’s no way I thought Errol had the wherewithal to pull off the Lake Charles event without a lot of brighter participants. It cheapened the resolution to have this brute and his half-sister as the criminal core.

    Detailed review later today.

  • I agree. He wrapped up Rust and Marty’s relationship beautifully. One word about the murders, etc, he said in the last interview I read that there were around 10 people involved throughout the years. Still, I was disappointed that we were left with so many questions…

    Here’s the interview if you, or anyone, is interested.

  • Look, I don’t want to crap on the series as a whole.

    Let me try to shake my “Hug Mug” half empty outlook for a moment and see…the sunny side of this.
    Excellent writing, shooting, acting….overall production….it’s off the charts. There has never been a show that has demanded so much commitment from me. Ever. If we look at this collection as one big pilot for NP, I’d say it’s a success and really shows what he “could” do if given a chance.
    I do think his future is bright, no doubt. Someone to watch.
    Ditto all that for CJ Fukunaga. Really shines.
    I think ultimately, something got cut, trimmed, edited…or defunded that lead to some sort of hacky silence of the lambs, rip off ending.

    This series deserved at least three more episodes to drive us to the wrap.
    The signs, subtext and symbols were all there leading to something bigger than some one-ball Cajun bastard as the mastermind of it all.
    Ever done any hunting? Well, I have and this dog ultimately don’t hunt, as a complete series.
    Would be better to have had two dead detective under the dome with the light coming in…Errol standing above them and people moving in the shadows behind him in robes and costumes as the credits rolled.

  • Yeah, I don’t want to shit all over the series either. But, if Maggie and/or her family had nothing to do with any of the murders, etc, she and Marty are the absolute worst parents ever.

  • The worst parents ever. Ever!

  • Some guy @ washpost said, “We feel like students who studied way too hard for an exam we never took.”

    I don’t like who-dun-its, I don’t like Woody. I was led to this show by a trusted friend and fell instantly in love b/c NP hinted @ some illuminati storylines that never came.

    OK. Given that, the 1st 3 episodes made any ‘wasted time’ not wasted.

    We now have a writer to love and of course a director.

    Fool me once, shame on me. Etc….

    Miss Cyndi (I’m a southernah, after all!), it has been a pleasure. Wish I’d have found you earlier. We think alike (which dooms you, long term!) and reddit and uproxx et al, while worthy, were a tad too–to use a TD phrase– ‘snooty’ for my taste.! We will surely meet again. #poisoncreosote

  • In case this doesn’t go without saying, SPOILER ALERT:

    From a story perspective, the finale did disappoint me a bit. In spite of Nic Pizzolatto’s insistence to the contrary, I still expected there to be a reveal of some sort.

    The most likely reveal (to most of us here, I believe), for reasons stated in posts and comments all over this blog, would have been that Maggie and/or her family were in on it. Literally dozens of clues (some subtle, but all of them THERE!) pointed to this but, alas, it appears as though most of the signs were really meant to highlight Hart’s neglect of his family.

    Also likely would have been that Errol was not The Yellow King, but merely a particularly zealous and violent disciple. However, the ending seems to suggest otherwise: Errol refers to “his” mark, he is definitely the murderer of Dora Lange and the Lake Charles victim, and he even has a labyrinthine “castle” full of all manner of horrors. While there are other powerful people in the cult keeping their evil practices under wraps, Errol is by all indications the “Big Bad.” None of these shadowy power players is definitively unmasked (though we’re pretty certain that the unseen Senator Edwin Tuttle is one of them) and that omission surely led to some of my disappointment.

    However, these powerful men (and women?) were not unmasked for Marty and Rust, either, and it is on that front that the finale succeeds for me. This show has always been about these two characters and they have always been captivating. The scenes with just the two of them, bickering and bantering, have consistently been great even during the few times that the show fell into genre tropes. From a character standpoint, this episode may have been the highlight of the season.

    These two men who have been at odds for so long finally came to some form of an understanding. Marty saw the darkness and, at long last, fully understood what he had lost/given up by neglecting his responsibilities. Rust saw the light (for lack of a better term) and found some shred of hope that a finite existence can still have some sort of meaning. I’d like to think that the two of them have forged a stronger bond with one another and that maybe they’ll have a better chance now at making meaningful connections with other people, too. Maybe the happy ending was the real twist here (he said, stealing a thought from some other reviewer somewhere). I certainly didn’t see it coming (again, with all the Christ-figure imagery surrounding Rust–ALSO THERE!!–I was sure he was doomed).

    Admittedly, it would have been nice to have had the story deliver one last body blow or, at the very least, not leave me with so many questions. But I felt that it did resolve the character conflict beautifully.

    Lastly, were the first five minutes of this (with Errol and his wife-sister) not among the most disturbing footage ever shot on film?

  • I just read some of NP’s apparently recent comments. He says, and I’m paraphrasing, that he compares RC’s proseltyzing(sic.sorry) his ‘nullity’ theories to those of born-again christians (of which I was one , in the 80’s, ‘truly’) who, I believe his point is, keep repeating their beliefs for the sole purpose of ‘if I repeat it enough to enough people, it’ll be true’. That rings true. Which, therefore, sort of makes his conversion to the ‘light’ even less deep, right? I don’t know. May be time for some Friends reruns…… #poisoncreosote

  • Let me point out something that apparently the entire world missed, but was so obvious in this episode. I think even the folks over at Reddit missed it, as all I read there are gushing and heartwarming reviews of how the odd couple finally came to some sort of….I don’t know…some sort of something cute…
    Anyway, it involves the wide bijou shot of the boat the interrogation takes place on. Are you with me? Good. You’ll have to really look to see this, but once you see it you can’t un-see it. Go back, que it up…I’ll wait.

    Are you there? Good.

    Look bottom left. There’s a guy in a brown leather jacket and shorts. He’s wearing water skis. He is being pulled at breakneck speed toward a ramp. A ramp with sharks in front of it! If you look just to the right of the ramp, you’ll see a man in a chair laughing. That laughing man is J J Abrams. He’s laughing, howling and screaming “him the eater of time!” and laughing and cackling harder.
    I know him dat eat time. He eat lots of it. He ate a metric shitload of mine. Him dat eat time, after he done et enuff of it, he excrete a big cheesy fluffy hair ball of an ending that make finales of LifeTime Network movies look like Hitchcock, by comparison…and he call it da end of a series. Brilliant, shinny, polished poopie.
    In my Carcosa, both Pizzolatto and Abrams are in a room with no doors and they are forced to watch “Fast and Furious 47″ and “Batman Re-Re-Re-Returns 102″ in a constant loop…forever…in a flat circle, while being pumped full of meth and acid through an IV.
    Rejoice, for death is not the end. We get to see him eat time again next year. Rejoice, indeed.
    Screw this. Viewing redemption my be found in “Just call Saul”…one only hopes.

  • I didn’t see Rust’s last line as a full-on conversion, but more of an acknowledgement. I’ve said before that I felt that he was a closet idealist, particularly about his job. He said early on that he told himself that he was bearing witness. I think he wanted to die in the process of catching The Yellow King. I think he felt that becoming some kind of a martyr was the only thing that could give his existence any kind of meaning.

    But instead, he lived. He came to the precipice of what he described seeing in the eyes of all those murder victims and he surrendered to that darkness. He let go and embraced his death. But, he lived.

    I think that shook his beliefs a little; he had lived for so long with this scenario in mind that when it didn’t happen, he wasn’t sure what to do. So in the end, he acknowledged that life itself (and not just dying well or dying for something) could have meaning.

    Just my take (and probably a poorly-worded one at that), and it still doesn’t excuse the plot’s loose ends and blatant holes.

  • I so appreciate the comments from all of you! I think we all really engaged in the show and that was awesome (even if the ending wasn’t).

    I think I related to Marty because I wrestle with these sorts of existential questions. Are we an error of evolution that became too self-aware? Do we all want to be special but we’re not? Are we all just worm meat? Deep down, I believe (or maybe hope) that at the end, in the deepest, darkest blackness, we will feel and recognize the spirits of those we have loved but, like Rust, I’m afraid to articulate it or count on it for fear of being thought childish, naive and another “God botherer.” Because Rust’s actions were always about doing the right thing, being on the side of the light, I knew that he had faith deep down. I felt like this episode allowed us to see him experience it. It was the thing I liked about the finale.

    I’m heading into a writing session but I think I’m finally ready to write about the finale afterwards. Hopefully, we’ll all have a vigorous conversation about it this week! :-)

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