Get Krack!n's season finale was the most nourishing despair I have felt in a long time | Alison Whittaker

It’s a satisfying end not because the Kates were being pushed out, but because of who was taking their place

Get Krack!n has broken my usual loathing of appointment television. Every Wednesday night, I get under a blanket and surrender my full attention to a show that was once a satire of two white women hosting breakfast television. I’ve watched with delight across Season 2 as the on-screen personas of Kate McLennan and Kate McCartney have been edged out of frame inch by inch. But this week’s episode took the conceit to a most satisfying end, and it wasn’t because the Kates were being pushed out; it was because of who was taking their place.

What is it about Get Krack!n that’s so enthralling? At a time of not exactly unprecedented crises in the Australian colony, from dead riverbeds to our ever-boldening white supremacists, it’s refreshing to have a comedy whose forced chirpy nihilism just fits. At last, a comedy to suit our mutual panic that does more than placate or distract!

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