R.I.P. to "The Idol" — finally. I feel a beautiful sort of vindication that the utterly despised short-lived, controversy-laden HBO drama will never reign as the prestigious television it strived and failed to masquerade as. "Euphoria" nightmare weaver Sam Levinson and R&B singer Abel Tesfaye's (aka The Weeknd) disturbing male erotic passion project died bitterly before it could stop pretending to be clever, weighty and revolutionary.
The show was critically panned, received a 19% on Rotten Tomatoes, and during its short five-episode weekly broadcast people all over the internet were seated to hatewatch it. Haters and enjoyers picked apart Tesfaye's inexperienced acting, nepotism baby Lily-Rose Depp's singing – who played Joselyn, the female pop star counterpart to Tesfaye's smarmy cult leader Tedros – and Levinson's screenwriting and direction. It would come to nobody's surprise that people rejoiced when an HBO spokesperson announced today that "after much thought and consideration, HBO, as well as the creators and producers have decided not to move forward with a second season."
