Ozark (Season 4), Netflix

Ozark has long been one of the strangest hits to emanate from Netflix’s seemingly endless carousel of dramas. That is because it is so fundamentally different to its other runaway successes, remaining steadfast in its commitment to a slow-burn approach to storytelling.

Even in this spate of final episodes, showrunner Bill Dubuque refrains from allowing things to descend into all-out warfare à la Breaking Bad or other such shows. Sure, there is plenty of tension - a drama about an innately duplicitous couple who money launder for the Mexican cartel will give you that. But Dubuque and his creative teams always keep a lid on the pan, even as events approach boiling point.

For that reason, Jason Bateman and Laura Linney are the perfect leads for this show. Both are so beautifully understated in their work that they make for perfection as the Byrdes, a family that always appears to be able to stay one step ahead of total annihilation. Linney, in particular, is phenomenal in the show’s final run - her suburban Lady Macbeth homage reaching a near-perfect crescendo.

That’s without mentioning Julia Garner, who remains the beating heart of Ozark right up until its conclusion. Ruth Langmore is far from perfect but, like any good anti-hero, you’re always rooting for her. Plus, her CD collection gets a big thumbs up from old-school hip-hop nuts like yours truly.

It’s always difficult to say whether a show as good as Ozark has concluded satisfactorily, but I personally didn’t find too much to gripe at. Sure, it wasn’t as perfect as the final frame of The Sopranos but, at this stage, I’m beginning to think that show was the exception to the rule when it comes to ending a legendary drama. This was a fitting send-off for a show that admirably stuck to its roots and continually demanded its audience’s attention, which is no mean feat in an age where distraction is never too far away.