The breakout second season of the most darkly obliging drama on Tv wreak a juicy combining of betrayal and revenge
If Succession wasn’t the breakout HBO made in 2018, then it’s achieved thump status in its second season, one of the best sophomore jaunts in recent TV memory. After nine chapters that brought us such landmark times as the Con-heads, Cherry Jones at Tern Haven, literal bed-shitting, the Kendall rap, Greg v Tom’s water bottles, Shiv’s point of no return, and the Kermit the Frog dancing to the Succession theme meme , the climax predicted, as Logan said in the penultimate episode’s final background, a” blood sacrifice “.
The gang was all there for the extra-long episode, This Is Not For Snaps, with Logan Roy presiding over his( ship) war room of loyalists – his children included- in the final countdown to the shareholder meeting that will determine Waystar Royco’s ownership. RIP to Shiv and Tom’s potential threesome, Greg’s not-favorite Rose and Connor’s iPad- “you need to be a killer,” Logan told Kendall before( potentially) separating their relationship for good, and this finale was always going to see a few casualties. In a high-water mark for an already impressive season, here are merely some of the more brain-breaking points. Sails out, tacks out, bro.
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Succession has always been careful to keep its interval from its. 001% characters; you’re not so much rooting for them in the world as springing for them to fuck over one another. The second season in particular has highlighted the great insularity wealth provides the Roys and their ilk. Several of the occurrences have been contained to remote, inaccessible, lush orientations- a Hungarian hunting lodge, an Aspen-esque ideas festival, private spurts, the peak of WASPness that is Tern Haven, the boat- and hinted at the small army of helper, PR folk, and housekeepers who buffer their every interaction with the world. Case in extent: the season finale’s jarring image of Logan Roy at a highway-side coffee stop somewhere in Europe, scaping an embarrassing automatic door while Facetiming a major stockholder( apparently no sum of billions can shield you from the unflattering below-chin Facetime angle ).
The shareholder tentatively swims the humor of their legal representatives: that Logan take the hit for the sail gossip and step down. The likelihood that this would ever happen, despite Logan seeming to consider it in public, was always close to zero; throughout the season, any move toward answering the question of his inheritance had just been entrenched Logan deeper into his increasingly maniacal predominate. But the cruise gossip was toxic enough- mysterious demises, sexual harassment,” no real being involved”- that even Logan’s strength traction isn’t immune. He’s also not immune to” how was your announcement receipt ?” pop-ups on his cell phone , conspicuous in how astonishing it is to watch Logan have even a small brush with daily inconvenience.