The ten episodes ranged from forgettable at finest to excruciatingly boring at worst. (An exception should, nonetheless, be made for the Ayo Edebiri-directed “Napkins,” centered on Liza Colón-Zayas’s Tina, which is superb.) Whereas the likes of Bridgerton and Emily in Paris left me in a zen-like state, I discovered even ambiently watching The Bear extraordinarily draining.

I felt the identical frustration and profound disappointment with Home of the Dragon. After a 20-month hiatus, I used to be determined for extra jaw-dropping dragon battles and scrumptious palace intrigue—however after a primary season which largely set the stage for the epic civil struggle to return, the second installment continued dragging its ft. It had a powerful begin and, later, a few memorable sequences, but in addition included stretches of nothingness as Rhaenyra struggled to decide on a plan of motion, Alicent sulked, Daemon stumbled round a citadel having bizarre goals, a slew of illegitimate Targaryens got backstories I didn’t care about, and random factions had disputes that threatened to ship me to sleep. As soon as once more, I saved watching as a result of I felt like I ought to, however I did so whereas replying to DMs and doing a little summer time trip planning. It was an actual endurance check.

Why, precisely, these beforehand critically lauded prestige-TV fixtures have turn out to be unintentionally ambient is anybody’s guess, although I think it’s as a result of each The Bear and Home of the Dragon are of their center seasons, with extra installments already confirmed. Understanding that an explosive conclusion is someplace on the horizon means there’s much less stress to ship, leading to sleepier seasons which, in each of those instances, go nowhere.

By mid-August, I’d reached a disaster level. Did I’ve some type of consideration deficit dysfunction? Was I now destined to observe all the pieces ambiently?

Because it seems, no. It was then that I began watching the screeners I’d acquired for the third season of Business, the heart-pumping banking drama on Max. Like all the pieces else I’d streamed over the previous few months, I started watching it whereas doing busywork. However then I discovered myself placing down my telephone, abandoning my soiled dishes, and really sitting down, my eyes glued to the display.

After a primary season which I assumed was nearly faultless and a second which I discovered much less engrossing, this third installment, although removed from good, is gripping tv. And it was proof that, even after we dwell in a world with numerous distractions, when a TV present is absolutely, actually good, it momentarily appears like nothing else issues.

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