After what feels like a lifetime of discourse, delays, and drama, Euphoria is finally back with season three and (unfortunately) I watched the first episode so you donât have to (please, donât). When the show first dropped in 2019, it was the talking point. Glossy, glitter-drenched visuals, chaotic teenage energy, and that haunting score by Labrinth that did at least 60 per cent of the emotional heavy lifting.
Back then, Zendaya was the centre of it all. Now, the cast has levelled up into full-blown stardom. Sydney Sweeney and Jacob Elordi are practically bigger than the show itself. Which is partly why this season feelsâŠoff. Everyone is either being exploited or doing the exploiting. Itâs exhausting. Yes, the characters have aged and the show has moved forward, and sure, at least weâre not dealing with the same level of teenage sexualisation anymore, which is something. But you can grow the story up without draining all the colour and personality out of it. One episode in, this is not the Euphoria we signed up for. Below, 35 unfiltered thoughts that confirm why Euphoria S3 E1 is currently televisionâs biggest rage bait.
