Into The Badlands Recap: The Fort

Season: 1 / Episode: 1 / AMC ***Spoilers be getting put in the Boston Crab hold and getting their body broken in half*** Ayo, welcome to the Badlands! Ain’t gonna lie, a brotha been Patiently Waiting for a track to explode on ever since AMC started pushing those promos like that raw uncut on the block. We open with a gorgeous field of red flowers and our man 50 grand, Sunny, decked in red leather on a motorcycle, lookin’ like he on a mission. The narrator says that the wars were so long ago that nobody even remembers them, but considering that there’s a bunch of helpless bastards on the side of the road with their wrists bound and throats cut, I’m guessing that ain’t shit changed but the dot on the range. Yo, this shit is just fuckin’ savage, man. Somebody hijacked the truck and merked out ayebody. Little kids caught the low fade too. Sunny scopin’ the scene like, “these muthafuckas got no decency.” He peeps the fire off in the distance and figures its time to collect. At the camp, these cats roasting a pig on the spit, but I can’t do the math on this shit because dead men don’t need to feed, yo. As the poet Marlo Stansfield once said, “They were dead when they opened their mouth, they just walking around not knowing it yet.” Now listen, me, I ain’t never lived in a post fall of society world where the wild shit can pop off at any given moment, but my life in the pre-Badlands has revealed some universal truths to me. Now, if you one of the ruffians, you might want to do a sel…