What a show, what a final season, what an ending. After a COVID-caused sluggishness bedevilled series three, this year’s 10-part run was high-drama, high-stakes perfection. Every episode of this HBO juggernaut could have been a film. Every plot jump – Logan’s dead… already? Shiv’s pregnant? What the actual fuck, [name redacted] is the actual successor?! – was beautifully crafted, choreographed and acted. Succession was that rare thing for a top-rated drama: it knew to quit when ahead. Bravo, Jesse Armstrong and your crew of stellar, top-of-their-game players.