A young state trooper in connection with his Sheriff father in law become obsessed with investigating the family of a major mob syndicate of which somehow somehow a small town beautician and her husband get caught up in the mix.
That's why this season of Fargo has been so great: it can go as big as a UFO interrupting a massacre, and as small and intimate as young woman in the late stages of a terrible disease, and have them feel like all of a piece.
If this show, to say nothing of this year in real life, has taught us anything, is it not that this is exactly how the eruption of violence in our lives feels-instantaneous, inexplicable, and overwhelming?
The expected showdown did not lack surprises. Or, you know, impeccable acting, writing, directing, editing, lighting, color timing, and special effects.
Hawley always manages to connect the dots back to the Coens. And that's what makes Fargo stand out in a sea of reboots, remakes, and sequels as one of the strongest stories of 2015.
There are a number of performers who deserve props for Episode 9, starting with McClarnon and running through Jean Smart... but with only one week left I've got to give some credit to Patrick Wilson.
