Season 3 completes the series as Frankie moves his business to the next level unexpectedly. Perhaps those things will end in a confrontation with Rudy, who is pushing Vincent to increase his profits. Over time, Candy is brainstorming for a new film based on the experiences of her colleagues working in quite a variety of fields, and finds that the new lover Hank does not have an annoying past.
This final, lovely season won't gloss over the nasty, cruel, and devastating parts of the sex industry, but it does let us soak in the finely-aged relationships between its note-perfect characters as they're paved over for new hotels.
In the end, HBO and the rest of the world at large has once again benefited from handing David Simon and friends a blank check. The Deuce has always had a way of capturing the way life is and the way it should be simultaneously.
The Deuce is not a series that hints at many upbeat endings, but from the initial view into its final walk, there's real reason to hope that at the end of all her struggling, Candy's goodbye kiss will be a sweet one.
The last eight episodes of the David Simon and George Pelecanos created skin-trade ensemble drama, at least from what I've seen, has a lot of that... high wire craftsmanship and heart that's been beating strong from the very beginning.
It's a great show about work, about the place of the individual within history, and most of all, about the faceless indomitability of money over human affairs.
World-building is a topic that tends to come up with science-fiction sagas or fantasy epics, but "The Deuce" is one of the most impressive examples in recent memory.
