This week’s Landman continues its high-wire act, balancing precariously between cartel shootouts and retirement home bingo. “All Roads Lead to a Hole” is a microcosm of the show itself: a messy, occasionally brilliant mix of high-stakes tension and character-driven absurdity.
Angela, dispensing life advice to Ainsley with the wisdom of someone who regularly sets her own hair on fire (figuratively, mostly), decides a trip to a retirement home is the cure for millennial malaise. While the efficacy of this particular remedy remains to be seen, it does offer a glimmer of a different Angela, one perhaps less self-absorbed and more…outwardly absorbed? It’s a subtly intriguing shift.
Meanwhile, Tommy’s plan to usurp a cartel-controlled oil rig, hatched with the kind of strategic brilliance usually reserved for ordering takeout, actually works. For now. Let’s be real, partnering with a crew whose primary negotiation tactic involves firearms rarely ends well, even in the morally flexible world of West Texas oil. The ticking clock on this ticking time bomb is almost audible.
Monty, ever the pragmatist, sidesteps banks in a new deal, sparking speculation about his motives. Is it a shrewd preemptive move against impending political shifts? Or is he just tired of filling out deposit slips? Either way, it adds a dash of financial intrigue to the already bubbling pot of narrative chaos.
Then there’s Cooper, choosing Ariana over family with the kind of reckless abandon that suggests a head injury. Rebecca’s post-meeting smirk, radiating pure Machiavellian glee, all but confirms her role as the puppet master in this particular drama.
As for the Bud Light jab? It’s a quick, topical gag that feels more timely than tacked-on, proof that Landman isn’t afraid to dip its toe in the waters of current events. And unlike Bud Light’s marketing team, Landman seems to know what its audience wants.
