I wrapped up Fargo‘s second season last night, and boy did I ever love it. It goes down as one of my favorite works of fiction of all time, thanks to its effusive self-confidence, and meditation on all things Absurd. Which, you may or may not know, is pretty much my obsession and overall personal philosophical bent. So man! Man, am I ever excited to see where Noah Hawley and his team goes from here. It looks like I’m going to be waiting a while, though. Hawley has said that the show isn’t going to be returning until a year from next Spring. But I’m okay with this. Something as wonderful and as dense as Fargo shouldn’t be rushed out to accommodate public demand, or a network. I’m heartened by the idea that the team is going to take their time, and ideally churn out another wonderful season.

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I’m five episodes into Fargo‘s second season, and it is fucking fantastic. Better than season one? I’m not sure I’m ready to declare that (like many people are), but this season is definitely just as good. And different So different! Yet the same. So uh, anyways. Fuck! Fuck yeah! Let’s get this third season going, and fuck I’m down with it taking place a little after season one.

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