Now that we’re halfway through this season, I’ve been thinking a lot about why I keep coming back to Euphoria. Despite feeling underwhelmed every week, I still look forward to what’s coming next. And sure, my anticipation is filled with a healthy dose of trepidation, but I’m still excited nonetheless. But why? It’s not because of Sam Levinson’s writing or his provocations, which are not only a frequent target of criticism but a bona fide meme at this point. It’s not because of…
