Well, I’m currently just a bit past the middle of episode 2; the wagon train. And I can tell you just now, being a haughty and iconoclasticlastic intellectual idealist, like myself, this film will hardly live up to Sgt. Mom’s standards as a “Dream Movie.”

That said, and accounting for real-world sensitivities, this is likely the best “Westward Ho!” flick of all time.

More later – watching.

What!?!?!?! This family, with their wagons, has just crossed into California in 1841. Forget it.

Update: No, give me a fucking break: Now the series has John C. Fremont (of who’s exploits I am quite familiar, encountering our immigrant family on the Monterey Peninsula, and carrying a Bear Flag.

No, – didn’t happen.