If the first season of Veronica Mars was "The Black Dahlia"- all obsession laced whodunit, then the second is totally "LA Confidential" high school style- the twists and corners of James Ellroy's labrynthine ode to murder, mayhem, class warfare, and moral corruption indeed have found a mirror in this strange gem of a TV show. Veronica even features the heart, humor, and abstract beauty of Ellroy's fiction (except for his last one, that one wasn't beautiful in any way).

If Lost is the mainstream show to watch, mainstream TV's hot "experience," VM is where you go to get your intense on with the cult TV nuts who like their TV hot and heavy for the brain. Thank God for Tivo, that's all I gotta say...