WHEN LOGAN ROY, the patriarch of a media evil empire, died suddenly in the third episode of the current season of Succession, it occasioned obituaries in both the fictional world and the real one. Logan is based on Rupert Murdoch, the 92-year-old chairman of Fox, and many viewers saw in the response to Logan’s death a hint of the thousands of pre-written encomiums that will flower on Murdoch’s grave as soon as he keels over. “A sharp reader of the national mood” is how one newspaper in the show assesses Logan’s legacy, which his son Roman translates as “He’s a bit racist.”
Succession subscribes to the conventional wisdom about Murdoch—that, like Logan, he isn’t just reading the national mood but creating it. In his scoop-y feature on the machinations inside the Murdoch family for Vanity Fair, Gabriel Sherman wrote that “Murdoch seemed trapped by the people he radicalized, like an aging despot hiding in his palace while the streets filled with insurrectionists.” But I wonder—given what we know from the Dominion Voting Systems lawsuit, which was settled for $787.5 million in mid-April—whether that gives Murdoch too much credit. Is he Frankenstein creating a monster? Or is he merely a tabloid seller who knows the tawdriest corners of the human heart and has held up a mirror to them?
This story is from the April 24 - May 07, 2023 edition of New York magazine.
Start your 7-day Magzter GOLD free trial to access thousands of curated premium stories, and 9,000+ magazines and newspapers.
Already a subscriber ? Sign In
This story is from the April 24 - May 07, 2023 edition of New York magazine.
Start your 7-day Magzter GOLD free trial to access thousands of curated premium stories, and 9,000+ magazines and newspapers.
Already a subscriber? Sign In
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