The addictive music-biz drama has shot to number one with a bullet–several bullets and it’s rocketed up there by the burning of a tank of 100% high-octane plot, it trying on stories and throwing them off like a performer changing outfits at a video shoot. like every other night of Empire, but twice as much, the season finale of Empire was the equivalent of an entire season of most other shows.
There are Chances in being change by the next commercial break anyway. Now it doesn’t matter so much that it’s hard to keep up with the subplots twists on Empire because of what happened in one night, blood was spilled, weaves were pulled, alliances were changed, and Lucious Lyon went from dying man to ALS-free jailbird. So if watching one hour of Empire can be dizzying, two of them back to back, throwing out twists to set up a second season, is like an all-nighter at the club.
The characters disintegrate under the G-forces of constant change and that is the risk for any story moving at this speed. There was some of this in the season finale; much as I pretty much bought Jamal realized he craved Lucious’ approval, for instance, I didn’t buy him suddenly becoming a guy who would suddenly hold Sleazy Judd Nelson over a balcony. They swerve and shift, becoming whatever they need to be to keep us off-balance–as often happened on another one-time Fox phenom, Glee, which ends its run on Friday.
Through three months, the show has proven that an African American focused drama can be a mass hit without running from its identity, as with the finale’s shout-out to Black Lives Matter, so Empire is living fast like many a new pop sensation. it must have requests for cameos in season 2 stacked up like planes approaching JFK airport. the show changed the game, Hakeem said