Is it hot in here, or is it just The White Lotus? The first season of Mike White’s celebrated HBO comedy largely functioned as a scathing critique of the wealthy and the toxic attributes of colonialism while doubling as a murder mystery. Initially marketed as a limited series, its huge popularity and awards success were too significant to be ignored, all but guaranteeing a second season.
Now we’re in the heat of Season 2, which ingeniously takes place at another White Lotus hotel, this time taking full advantage of Sicily’s natural beauty. Just like in Season 1, there lies at least one big mystery this time around. But creeping below the surface is television’s horniest show, trading in Season 1’s colonialism for sex, lust, and infidelity.
The White Lotus is the television equivalent of that moment when your eyes meet with the person of your dreams across the bar. You get to talking, and there’s a miraculous connection; then comes the flirtation, the getting-to-know-each-other, and wondering if maybe, just maybe, you’re about to have the best night of your life. That electricity, that passion, that tension, and—let’s be real—that straight-up horniness is all captured magnificently by the show’s second season. The tension is often unbearable, but my word, is it smoking hot.
Source: The Daily Beast
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