Well... well...
I've just completed watching Black Sails Season Two - and Lordy me did it throw a few surprise punches. Here's the good, the bad, and the bisexual. Oops. Did I give something away?
Here's the lo-down...
Firstly, I cannot tell a lie. There was PLENTY of delicious manspiration to be had.
Well hello Billy.... Nice to see you again. |
Hold me back it's Captain Vane....I'm loving the boots. |
and the EVERYTHING! |
Grrroar!
You are a Foo Eleanor Guthrie. |
***SPOILER ALERT***
Yes, you guessed it the hyper masculine, but quietly intelligent Captain James Flint had himself a lovely boyfriend before he became a pirate. You should have seen my husband's face at this revelation. It was hilarious.
I'm guessing that Flint is bisexual (like almost all the ladies on Nassau), and his romance is actually very, very sweet and ultimately very sad. James Flint can't seem to get a break this series.
There were a lot of ups and downs this series, and I did really enjoy it. There was less sexual violence against women which got a huge 'thumbs up' from me. In addition, I noticed a lot more rotten teeth, and chest hair too, a huge improvement from the first series where nearly everyone had good teeth and shiny hair free chests.
Anyway. Love your work STARZ, keep up the chest hair.
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