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True Detective Season 1 is over (read our finale recap here) and that means only one thing: it is time to start counting the days till season 2. So, keeping in mind that the show will take the American Horror Story format and return with a whole new cast, location and murders, in the GREAT BYT TRADITION, we decided to pass some time by speculating (and wishin’ and hopin’) for what that season 2 may bring us.

So, here from the mouths of the biggest TRUE DETECTIVE fans we have on staff, some choice SEASON 2 Scenarios. From the surprisingly realistic to total fantasy scenarios, we have you covered. Let us know your choices in the comments:

Jenn Tisdale:

It’s been nearly 20 years since Will Hunting (Matt Damon) left Boston for a better life. In the meantime his childhood friend Chuckie Sullivan (Ben Affleck) grew out of his rough and tumble ways to become a detective in the Boston Police department (obviously kidding about the no violence part as…cops). However, a series of murders may bring the two back together after 2 decades of silence.

Decapitated bodies are appearing throughout the city with a bizarre series of numbers carved into them. Sullivan’s boss writes them off as random but Chuckie knows better and there is only one man he knows of who can put together an equation, his best friend turned M.I.T professor Will Hunting.

Chuckie: It’s been a long time. Did you settle down with that girl. (in horrible Boston accent)

Hunting: Evidently she’s allergic to apples

Together they will seek out the help of Hunting’s former therapist Sean Maguire (Robin Williams) in order to gain a better psychological understanding of their killer.

Chuckie: We gahtta get into this guy’s head.

Hunting: I know just who to call.

Chuckie: A psychological profiler from the FBI, CIA or NSA?

Hunting: No, someone better…my old head dahctor from Bunker Hill Community College.

Sullivan: Huh, well okay…what’s he up to now?


With the discovery of each new body comes another factor in the equation and several shots of Matt Damon standing in front of a billboard sized chalkboard (sorry he only knows of one way to solve a math problem). Will they add up all the pieces or will a killer continue to terrorize the streets of Boston with math, because what is more terrifying than math? And you thought you’d never use it again.

Farrah Skeiky:

In an interview with BuzzFeed, Pizzolato said that “Dominant colors will change. South Louisiana was green and burnished gold.” And in one more interview given last night, he offers, “This is really early, but I’ll tell you (it’s about) hard women, bad men and the secret occult history of the United States transportation system.” Looking up the key words from the last quote won’t get you terribly far online, but there are a couple theories resting in Southern California re: General Motors, and Denver re: Airport. Neither one delves into murder, sacrifice, suicide, or anything True Detective would need to exist.

My guess is that our green and gold landscape will turn to burnt orange and turquoise- perhaps in New Mexico or Arizona. Just like season one, season two’s crime in question will be based on multiple real life cases from the US and possibly beyond, and bring them together in said orange and turquoise landscape.

As far as our new True Detectives, I can picture a male/female duo replacing Rust and Marty in an attempt to neutralize season one’s misogyny- or at least address it directly. Wishful thinking begs Giancarlo Esposito and Jessica Chastain.


With all the chauvinism talk swirling around season 1 it would be great to see Pizzolatto and co. just stick their tongues at the naysayers and provide us with something so non-misogynistic it makes all the bros out there question their bro cred for still deeply, profoundly loving it. So, how about this: set in Baltimore, Andre Braugher gets to star in a True Detective spin-off of BOTH Homicide: Life On The Streets AND Brooklyn Nine-Nine as the gay captain Holt, who alongside his sassy pre-op transgender post-racial partner (Terry Crews, with Chelsea Peretti’s voice-OR SHOULD IT BE THE OTHER WAY AROUND?) solves the murder of one of their colleagues (Andy Samberg, who, lets face it, was bringing them all down anyway). Barry Levinson and Neil Jordan alternate in directorial roles. George Pelecanos has a recurring role as the court stenographer no one is having an affair with. Just think about it.


Peter Heyneman:

Since I’m now officially on True Detective season II (spiritually) which is set (in my spiritual world) in 1990s Olympia WA starring two Riot Grrl Detectives solving patriarchy crimes and castrating frat bros, I have had Huggy Bear on repeat in YouTube (the only place you can find Huggy Bear these days). Bite the face that breeds you y’all.


John Foster:

I see this moving to a rural setting in another country altogether, though carrying with it the steeped traditions and quirky accents. Also along for the 8 episode ride will be the damp, rich vegetation that covers an endlessly flat expanse of land, dotted occasionally with battered homes and battered souls. A peninsula bordered by the Celtic Sea and the English Channel, Cornwall produces epic views into the sea, and dark and dusty corners in every pub and cottage. It is a place where Andrew Ridgeley has managed to find a tiny sliver of peace away from the intense glare of his past life. Shattered by his solo record’s one star Rolling Stone review, he shuffles about town as an everyman, tending to his restored farmhouse and hiding his raging internal conflicts. Only his wife, Keren Woodward of Bananarama, is fully subjected to his rages, as Ridgeley smashes gold records and whisky bottles about the room. Years of screaming at one another is only interrupted by the heavy knock at the old wooden door, revealing his former bandmate George Michael and a bloodied prostitute with a harrowing story that will pull back the glittering curtain on 30 years of horror.


Andrew Bucket:

Set in the brooding landscape of Washington DC in 2006, two aspiring detectives with starkly different personalities, named Vincent Grey and Vincent Orange, take on an armchair case where in which the deeper they investigate Mayor Adrian Fenty they find he may be leading a double life as performance artist Adrian Parsons.

Flash forward to 2008 and one Vincent is now mayor, while the other is suspected to be a criminal, but answers may lie still in the underworld of performance art.


Tristan Lejeune:

In season 2, showrunner Nic Pizzolatto over-corrects on all the criticisms he got for season 1. What once was dark, murky and Southern becomes lighthearted, straightforward and set in the Yukon as Evangeline Lily and Barenaked Ladies’ Steven Page track a moose-killer who, gruesomely and inexplicably, leaves the antlers attached to his barely illegal victims’ heads. Lily’s by-the-books attitude mixes poorly with Page’s “wait, I’m playing a police detective?” confusion. Guest director Atom Egoyan


Brandon Wetherbee:

The obvious “True Detective” season 2 cast will be McCaunaghet (come on autocorrect!) and Woody 10-years from now. The show will be shot 10-years from now so MacCaoonogeey (he won an Oscar autocorrect!) will be his own hero. It won’t screen for another 10, giving it a “Chinese Democracy” level of speculation, but nothing can be done to speed up the process since Academy Award winners only want to see themselves as their own hero. In other words, season 2 is being shot now in McCaunaghey (there should be an ‘I’ in there autocorrect) flat circle and will be screened now on a flat circle.
Or Robert Downey Jr and Michael K. Williams.
Stephanie Breijo:
True Detective Season 2: EmineM. Ward . In the not-too distant future, rookie hothead cop Marshall Mathers joins forces with the brooding-yet-whimsical Stephen Ward. Their musicianship in the form of rap-over-acoustic duets helps to unlock clues as they track down some murderous whatever; honestly I don’t even care, I just wanted to use my EmimeM. Ward concept somewhere.

A (handsome) BYT staffer misses the Season 1 finale Sunday night when HBOGO craps out. The next day in the office, the (porny) ad sales girl inadvertently spoils the ending while discussing how amazing White Men Can’t Jump is. A horrific killing spree ensues.


Ross Bonaime
Last week, as True Detective’s next-to-last episode ended with Rust and Marty sailing off on a boat searching for answers, I couldn’t help but think that the final hour had an impossible task ahead of it. With so many loose ends dangling, conspiracies and theories that ranged everywhere from tampered crime scenes to the rise of Cthulhu, I knew that True Detective couldn’t meet all of the expectations that were put on it.

Now what did I want from the finale? I really wanted True Detective to end up being one of two things: a detective story that ends in a conclusion filled with Cabin in the Woods style insanity, or for it to simply be the story of these two detectives and how this one case changed their lives. It ended up being the latter and I think the audience wanted it to be both, so much so that they brought all sorts of hidden ideas into it – many of which were quite fascinating to hear – but all in all didn’t really matter.

For those people expecting True Detective with every question answered and all information given to you on a silver platter, you clearly don’t understand how modern television works. I do think there are plenty of answers to audience questions, but it’ll take someone with a bunch of time to rewatch and break down all the information given throughout to make a decent solution that makes sense. It’s sort of like Lost to me, where you’ve been given evidence to make your own answers, you just have to put the pieces together for yourself, rather than being told the answers, and there’s something quite wonderful about that.

Rather than being some gigantic look at the evils of religion or cult activities, to me True Detective ended up being about finding hope when everything seems hopeless. Look at Rust, who lost his daughter, which completely changed his worldview. He became so sure that we are stuck in a loop, destined to repeat our mistakes and this is our version of hell. He lost his mind and everything that mattered to him. Yet when faced with his darkest moment since losing his daughter, he found hope, a relief to the constant destruction of the typical worldview that he had held on to for so long.

When Rust and Marty have their curbside discussion outside the hospital, that’s when what the show is really about comes to light. We can’t change the world entirely, we can only do our small part to do what we can. Rust feels defeated that he didn’t find all the creeps in that videotape, but that would’ve been impossible (hell, they only had eight hours to do it). But in all the darkness, Rust and Marty were trying to be the small glimpses of light poking through, even if for most of the season they played right in the middle.

While I don’t think True Detective was anything groundbreaking, I do think it gave us some of the best acting, writing and directing we’ve ever seen on a TV show. Matthew McConaughey gets a lot of credit for being great on this show – and he deserves it – but Woody Harrelson also killed it, especially since Marty is battling far more with being good or evil. And c’mon, Cary Fukunaga knows how to direct a damn scene (and for those looking for something equally dark, check out Fukunaga’s adaptation of Jane Eyre) and Nic Pizzolatto’s writing, which allowed the audience to find things to grab hold onto and go nuts, makes for some fascinating material. Apparently he wants the next season to be about strong women and the dark underground of our nation’s transportation system, which I’ll watch regardless of that odd sounding plot and probably lack of Yellow Kings.

True Detective was an incredibly smart show that was so smart, people’s expectations for what was to come was almost too grand. Yet set aside all the mystery and murder and you have a great character study of two guys just trying to do the right thing and figure themselves out.