I guess this is growing up. It’s been four years since Euphoria was last on our screens, and in its season three premiere, we reunite with our favourite messed-up teenagers five years since we last saw them either watching a school play or dodging bullets. Without the common thread of high school tying their drug binges, criminality and playwriting together, though, the result is an assemblage of highly stylised, richly saturated stories whose common thread seems to be “how much