Why I'll Take "Happy Valley" over "True Detective" Any Day
Several trusted friends were adamant that I watch HBO’s series “True Detective” and I did, finding myself immediately pulled in by its atmospheric sense of place, lyrical writing, and powerful performances. Much of “True Detective” was absolutely heart-pounding to watch, driven by haunting performances and nail-biting suspense. I greatly appreciated the way it showcases rural people as being intelligent and possessing a strong work ethic (almost anytime a rural character is shown they are working, whether it be sweeping a porch or pulling in fishing nets—this in stark contrast to the way country people are usually shown on television, as shiftless and lazy).

I loved watching it but I found myself increasingly troubled by some aspects of it throughout. I felt the show sometimes bordered on misogyny. All of the women were either whores or saints (in fairness, the only real leading female character—whose role can be boiled down to “the wife”—eventually becomes a sort of combination of those two things, but that’s still only two-dimensional instead of three-dimensional) and sex scenes were often filmed in a way that gazed upon fresh-from-the-gym female bodies while largely scanning past male nudity and negating the fact that normal (read: real) female bodies exist. By the end of the series I also found myself frustrated by how many of the plot twists never paid off. One of the most mysterious and interesting strands of the show was that one of the detectives’ daughters seemed to have been exposed to sinister behavior (she poses her Barbies in situations similar to violent scenes we’ve witnessed in the show, etc.) and the entire show we’re waiting to see how this plays a part. But that is conveniently dropped. In fact, the show is one false start after another that series creators wave away as maguffins, which are par for the course in mysteries. However, when a mystery is just a series of plot devices leading nowhere then those maguffins quickly just become easy ways to purposely mislead the viewer with no pay-off. There are many examples of this throughout the show. And while the two male leads are endlessly fascinating and multi-layered, there’s that nagging problem with the female characters. Ultimately, I left “True Detective” being incredibly impressed by the moodiness, the sense of place, the unforgettable imagery, the undeniably great performances, the truth about rural life, and the vivid, risk-taking writing. “True Detective” achieves two things that very few shows can: it is unforgettable and mesmerizing, leaving the viewer breathless. The images and mythology stick with you and move you. The problem is that I felt a little bit dirty and a whole lot cheated. But there’s a new show on Netflix that possesses all the great qualities without the major problems of “True Detective”. “Happy Valley” is never titillating, gratuitous, or misogyinistic. And all of the plot strands in “Happy Valley” come together to serve the whole. Much has been made of the performances of Matthew McConaughey and Woody Harrelson in "True Detective" but they can't come anywhere close to the amazing Sarah Lancashire as the troubled cop Catherine in the lead of “Happy Valley”. She is a marvel. If you’re lucky you already know Lancashire from her roles in the wonderful British dramedy “Last Tango in Halifax” (also now available on Netflix after a run on PBS) and “The Paradise” (also available on PBS) or as the narrator of my all-time favorite show, “Lark Rise to Candleford”. Hopefully “Happy Valley” will nab her Emmy and Golden Globe nominations and get her the much deserved attention for which she is long overdue.


Published on August 23, 2014 13:33
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