Sunday night exposed what happens when a woman’s craven desire for power drives her mad. By the end of the chapter on HBO, we were treated to the scorched earth to stay in her wake as she ultimately, as many had predicted–and some have feared–became the Mad Queen. Er, excuse me: the Mad President. (< em> Mad -ame President. Hey-o !)
It’s perhaps by pure coincidence that so much of the series finale of Veep reflected the controversial events of the Game of Thrones occurrence that aired before it, save for one crucial way in which the episodes diverged. In every course that personas behaving in angering, irrational routes or convening unsatisfying fates pretty pissed devotees of Thrones , it was deliciously gratifying on Veep . em>
Especially as series finales move, the episode was wildly, breathlessly storied and speeded, accomplishing more narrative in 45 minutes than most slapsticks do in a season. It all led up to an extremity that was harrowingly dismal, nihilistic, and so dark it practically veered on glib-tongued. But in contrast to what happened on Thrones , and certainly in tonal opposition to nearly every great comedy series that came before it, every bit of that darkness was earned.
From the reckless, madcap nature of the pacing to the emptiness in all of the specific characteristics’ fates, it was a fitting an end to a political irony that was always, especially against the backdrop of the Trump administration, going to be nearly impossible to bring to a rational, let alone pleasing, conclusion. The Veep finale wrestled the challenge of making One Final Point–if there even was one to be made–about the nature of politics in America today, and won.
Series finales, especially for comedy series, are supposed to be bittersweet and nostalgic. Had Veep not so fastidiously set up its universe and characters over the course of the last seven seasons, a final occurrence as callous, sinister, and barbarian as Sunday night’s would disorient, if not enrage viewers. But the chapter was perfectly pitched, with a first half defined by deranged wackiness giving way to a final act that practically shivered, it was so cold.
Set largely at the nominating convention of Selina Meyer’s party( the display “ve never” specified if it’s Democrat or Republican ), the chapter was a series of exploding landmines, various comeuppances for Selina’s past dastardly deeds that threaten her frontrunner status for the nomination and pave the path toward a terrifying inevitability: A return to obscurity.
Selina and her crew essentially spend the first six months of the episode in a hapless series of burn drills, desperately trying to salvage delegate elections as some amusing deus ex machina–Jonah being accidentally right about math and Muslims, Tom reentering the race–seems to ensure that she has no chance anymore. It takes Ben having a heart attack for her to realize exactly what it would take to win, and the depths of perversion she’d need to access to make it happen.
Julia Louis-Dreyfus delivers a tour de force formerly the occurrence takes this turn. That seems pat to say. She’s TV &# x27; s greatest actress, interval. But there’s a new degree of elation loosed here as Selina bulldozes and barn-burns, so expeditious and damaging in her conniving plot that Drogon’s blaze of destruction seems like a puff of smoking in comparison.
No moral is left uncompromised and no ally is left un-betrayed as Selina outs Tom’s affair, negotiates lesbian wedlock for polls, selects Jonah (!!!) as VP, and thumbs a soft touch for the toxic Meyer Fund. She wins the nomination, and then, it’s disclosed, the presidency.
A victory like that would seem cheap in the world of Veep . There has to be a cost, something so brutal that merely Selina would be willing to go through it. So, after Gary, beaming with dignity, applies Selina’s Dubonnet lipstick, we see that she has sent him as the sacrificial lamb to slaughter. She frames him for embezzlement in the Meyer fund, and the FBI whisks him, the only person to maybe truly care for Selina and with whom she’s made an actual human communication with, away.
Even Cersei would shudder at the coldness of it.
It’s a political irony that procured slapstick in the extremes of our regulate figures: the incompetence, the self-esteem, the shocking crassness and the unapologetic selfishness. But world has brought those extremes from behind the curtain and into everyday life, to the extent that the ludicrous has become the mundane. Wringing any chuckles from it, let alone actually astute and observant slapstick, has been TV’s greatest magic trick.
We see through the show’s funhouse mirror, albeit one with a reflection that has been increasingly less warped, our own political nature: the disconnection between plan and people, and the dismis for life, liberty, and seek of happiness when all that matters is the pursuit of power. The system is broken, and the fate of our country is in the hands of the loonies depraved enough to wade through the shards of glass.
There’s a realism to all the cynicism, which is underscored in the flash-forward that objectives the serial. We find Selina eventually to participate in the Oval Office as an elected president, and it’s hollow. Everything and everyone she had to abuse and discard along the way have established the win lonely and joyless. It was the pilgrimage, maybe not the destination, it turns out, that has fueled her.
Echoing the” what was it all for ?” nature of it all is the second flash forward, 24 years into the future to her funeral.
The last-place serial I can remember that utilized the flash-forward in a way that felt earned and not lazy was Parks and Recreation , which utilized the leap to assure followers that their beloved personas all received happy ceases. The Veep flash-forward bucks against that in every way.
Perhaps the most crucial reveal of the epilogue is that there is no redemption for these characters, save for Gary, who arrives to pay respects despite how she betrayed him:” You’d hate the flowers, but I delivered the Dubonnet .” Heartbreaking.
Even more cutting was the news’ quick-witted pivot from remembering Selina to reporting the death of Tom Hanks, wiping any care about her fatality to the side. Even in extinction, the exaltation for Selina is fleeting. The legacy of Veep , however, will be anything but.