A new Netflix series, ripping off covering some of the same territory as Yellowstone.
When a corrupt force of wealth and power covets the lands of a group of diverse and atypical families and tries to drive them out, they must pursue their Manifest Destiny.
I’m not sure about that use of the term “Manifest Destiny.” I’ve never heard of a personal Manifest Destiny before. If anything, the term would apply to the forces of government wealth and power trying to drive out the humble ranchers and homesteaders.
TIME magazine really took a dump on this show, basically blaming it for every one of the world’s ills from the starvation in Gaza to the Kars4Kids song. I didn’t watch it. I picked up the location of the “nudity” from Mr. Skin.
My use of quotation marks indicated that there is very little nudity. You could make a case for “none.”
Well, there was Manifold Destiny… which was basically cooking with an internal combustion engine. For example, you could crack a couple of eggs and a strip of bacon, wrap it up in aluminum foil, place it carefully on your engine block, drive to work, and when you arrive your breakfast is ready.
Shockingly, Aisling just showed her tits in a film called Pose. It’s brief and through a slightly fogged up shower door, but you can see em and they’re delicious. I took her for a never-nude based on her scenes like this.