I have been enjoying American Horror Story: Apocalypse more than I expected, particularly after AHS: Cult’s ham-fisted, deeply obvious appeal to middle-of-the-road #resistance warriors made the show’s worst seasons—Freak Show; Roanoke—seem like feats of artistry. Apocalypse, apart from being about an inexhaustible topic (the freakin’ apocalypse!), pulls characters from its best seasons, Coven and Murder House, for a neat little biblical narrative that I wish could last forever. If they cancel this show after this season it won’t be a surprise, since it feels a bit like a denouement. But if they decided to revamp its format and give us multiple seasons with the witches of New Orleans and Michael Langdon, the Satan-spawn of Columbine-Cobain archetype Tate Langdon (Evan Peters) and normal mom Vivian Harmon (Connie Britton), who could truly be mad? Truly.