THREE SEASONS AFTER Kendall drove a car into a pond and killed a waiter at his sister’s wedding, the hanging sword of Damocles finally falls. Shiv, desperate for a reason to explain why she’s tanking Kendall’s ascension beyond her own selfishness, blurts out the secret. Kendall can’t be the CEO of Waystar Royco because he killed someone. Then two astonishing things follow. First, Kendall says “Which?,” sending his siblings into a tailspin of speculation about what else he might have done. And then, incredibly, Kendall simply says “No.” It did not happen. It was a story he made up. He was briefly experiencing a break from reality. It was imagined. It was never real.
The fun, distracting bauble on the surface of Succession was “Who will win?” But the deeper uncertainty has always been about whether the Roys will experience consequences. A dozen or more life-altering events have piled up at their feet over the past four seasons, including the promise of a tell-all biography, a massive magazine exposé, the risk of imprisonment, an FBI raid, testimony before Congress, and a truly uncountable number of almost-deals that either fizzle at the last second or die on the vine. Not a single repercussion has ever stuck to them. Even their election maneuvering, the finale suggests, might end up getting washed away. But this—Kendall’s complicity in causing a man’s death. This one thing has finally come back! Consequences do exist.
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Trapped in Time
A woman relives the same day in a stunning Danish novel.
Polyphonic City
A SOFT, SHIMMERING beauty permeates the images of Mumbai that open Payal Kapadia's All We Imagine As Light. For all the nighttime bustle on display-the heave of people, the constant activity and chaos-Kapadia shoots with a flair for the illusory.
Lear at the Fountain of Youth
Kenneth Branagh's production is nipped, tucked, and facile.
A Belfast Lad Goes Home
After playing some iconic Americans, Anthony Boyle is a beloved IRA commander in a riveting new series about the Troubles.
The Pluck of the Irish
Artists from the Indiana-size island continue to dominate popular culture. Online, they've gained a rep as the \"good Europeans.\"
Houston's on Houston
The Corner Store is like an upscale chain for downtown scene-chasers.
A Brownstone That's Pink Inside
Artist Vivian Reiss's Murray Hill house of whimsy.
These Jeans Made Me Gay
The Citizens of Humanity Horseshoe pants complete my queer style.
Manic, STONED, Throttle, No Brakes
Less than six months after her Gagosian sölu show, the artist JAMIAN JULIANO-VILLAND lost her gallery and all her money and was preparing for an exhibition with two the biggest living American artists.
WHO EVER THOUGHT THAT BRIGHT PINK MEAT THAT LASTS FOR WEEKS WAS A GOOD IDEA?
Deli Meat Is Rotten