We are all still searching for it.
The search has become a kind of pilgrimage. We look for it in the grim snows of Fargo —but the Coen-esque absurdity is too playful, too detached. We hunt for it in the boardrooms of Succession —the betrayals are savage, but the stakes are spreadsheets and yachts, not a ricin cigarette or a pizza on a roof. We even chase it in the grim corridors of Ozark . There, the Byrdes wash money in the Ozarks, a clear echo of Walt’s moral descent. But the show is bathed in blue-gray melancholy, never the blinding, desiccating white heat of Albuquerque. The Byrdes react ; Walter ignited . Searching for- BREAKING BAD in-
And you’ll realize: you were never searching for Breaking Bad in anything else. We are all still searching for it
You’ll find it in the desert, in an RV, with a high school chemistry teacher saying, “Stay out of my territory.” We hunt for it in the boardrooms of