Halfway through the second episode—where the TV dad tries to teach his sons about responsibility by making them share one single phone—Mark paused the screen. He looked at his three boys: Sam’s lanky frame folded into a beanbag, Finn’s face now a Rorschach test of orange snack residue, and Ollie sharpening a plastic spork into a “ceremonial dagger.”
Ollie raised his spork. “I propose we become better Savages. Not the fake TV kind. The real kind. We build a functioning trebuchet. We start a neighborhood fire-watch co-op. We finally teach Dad how to use the streaming remote without calling me in from the backyard.” complete savages netflix
Sam didn’t look up from his phone. “We don’t set fires, Dad.” Halfway through the second episode—where the TV dad
“They learn to occasionally do laundry without flooding the basement.” Not the fake TV kind
Mark blinked. “I feel attacked but also… proud?”