The highly-appreciated Emmy Award-winning Netflix classic series House of Cards is finally released with its sixth and final season. Everyone is eager to see this fictional Washington DC without its President.
Its eight episodes comprise a centerless, ham-handed kludge of a season, one that keeps beating you over the head with music and ACTING and plot twists to try to convince you everything that’s happening is Important. And then it ends in a series finale that feels more incomplete than anything since Dexter Morgan took to the woods to become a lumberjack.
At the end of the series’s fifth run, Frank Underwood was almost dead. His wife Claire had replaced him in the Oval Office and was no longer taking his calls. Fans who had hung on through the increasingly silly years that followed Frank lying and murdering his way to the presidency, after which the show lost its fundamental reason to exist and resorted to empty excess, wondered if Netflix’s political potboiler was about to rise out of its self-parodic rut and refocus.
> Shatabdi Sarker Poushi
House of Cards Season 6
