Heavy handiness continues with that opening (mainly spitting on the black soldier) but damn if it doesn’t go completely overboard with the revelation of the police chief - whose practically in love with a black woman - having a figuretive skeleton in his literal closet in the form of a KKK wardrobe. The storytelling grace of a sledgehammer. (Assuming he affiliates with that stuff and it's not just a remnant of a dark family past. Even then, not sure how many non-racists would keep it hidden in their big closet, and overall I doubt that there'll be more nuance to this in episodes to come.) Might already be losing me at this point. Mystery-box intrigue keeps intriguing, but those rarely build up to anything meaningfully substantial. (Also: Looking Glass giving extra Rorschach vibes with his not taking the mask off while at home this-is-my-true-face type of deal.)

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