We’re back with the monstrous Roy family in the immediate aftermath of Kendall’s live TV address – and the hit show is still exquisite agony to behold
You want the short version? Karl has it. “That’s the full Baskin Robbins 31 flavours of fuck right there.”
Succession is back for its third season and it doesn’t miss a beat. We pick up right where fans hoped we would – in the immediate aftermath of Kendall’s denunciation of his father Logan live on national television. He is still high on events. Even for one used to the highest grade cocaine (except of course when Greg is put in charge of supply), it turns out that there is no buzz like patricide.