In this season, it seems that the police investigation, the saga of a grieving family, and a Seattle mayoral campaign all interlock after they discover a new case. the body of 17-year-old Rosie Larsen could changed the ways, as she is found in the trunk of a submerged car.
Like LinkedIn and the career of Ryan Reynolds, The Killing is one of those cultural non-phenomenons that somehow manages to slip through the cracks of reason and persist long after its expected expiration date.
An intense, electrifying final season, as Linden joins Walter White & other murderers we root for. The grim, rainy setting has never reflected the characters' inner lives more.
Season 4 amps up the misery, assuming that it's inherently the same as profundity. Bleakness doesn't inherently make something deep and compelling, especially not when your central character isn't well-drawn enough to support all this unhappiness.
The last five minutes are either the wrongest or rightest ending possible (you decide), but no one will disagree that after all its relentless digressions, this show finally has an ending.