There'sa pervasive line of thinking, especially in 2019, that says the people and things we love will eventually let us down.
It's never an if, always a when. So our heroes will inevitably turn out to be trash monsters.
Our favorite bands will enter an experimental phase, even though no one asked them to. And our favorite TV shows will fail not only to reach greater heights, but they won't even come close to the same level of success they once had.
And it was with thiscynicalmentality that I approached the second season of 2018's breakout hit Killing Eve.
How could a series that was so well written, so well acted, and so fiercely addictive in its freshman season possibly maintain the same level of quality in Season 2, especially since Phoebe Waller-Bridge, who developed the series for TV and wrote four of the first season's eight episodes, wasn't involved in the writing of the second? It seemed like an impossible task.
But then a strange thing happened: Killing Eve's second season, at least the two episodes screened in advance for critics, didn't let me down.
In fact, I was immediately transfixed by the second season, which kicks off Sunday and picks up just a brisk 30 seconds after the surprising events of the Season 1 finale.
The new episodes, brimming with crackling electricity, elicited the same amount of joy I experienced when I watched Eve (Sandra Oh) and Villanelle (Jodie Comer) dance around each other during the first go round, only this time the stakes were considerably higher.
新出的几集充满了电光火花，和我第一次看到Eve (Sandra Oh饰)和Villanelle (Jodie Comer饰)在一起跳舞的时候一样让我开心，只是这次惊险刺激得多。
Do you have to be so cynical about everything?