We all see the train wreck coming. Oh God. It’s not like a train wreck, it’s like a… It’s like when you’re stuck in one of those rooms that are slowly closing in on you and there’s nothing you can fucking do about it.
"In Jane Campion’s tense and stellar detective mystery, Moss is equal parts fierce and wounded. Never more so than during a scene at her hometown bar when she confronts a dirtbag who raped her years ago. First she’s flirtatious, willing the sod to drop his guard, and then she smashes a glass on him, letting loose a guttural howl of rage. It’s a primal, perfectly calibrated performance, and one that proves Moss is so much more than our beloved Peggy on Mad Men.”
EW’s “Emmys: 15 Actresses We’re Rooting For”: Elisabeth Moss, Top of the Lake
Yes! I have shivers thinking about this series.