Netflix’s Below is streaming, and the island accent is the real star. Not the squid. Not the father’s ghost. The accent. Josh Hartnett, once a Razzie nominee for Pearl Harbor, has returned to form as Calvin Penney, a fisherman in a Newfoundland town where the sea holds secrets and the locals speak like they’ve been shaped by wind and salt. The show was shot on location — no studio backdrops, just the raw edge of the Atlantic, and creator Jesse McKeown, married to a Newfoundlander, made sure every vowel was earned. His wife Marthe Bernard, an actress, worried about more than just dialect: she wanted Calvin’s mannerisms right. ‘He’s the lens,’ McKeown said. ‘If he’s wrong, the whole thing collapses.’ So Hartnett listened to local radio shows. The Fisheries Broadcast, Open Line, until the rhythm of the place lived in his bones. Even Netflix’s Jessica Rhoades, who worked with Hartnett on Black Mirror, compared the audience’s ear adjustment to that first time someone heard Hamilton. You don’t get it at first. Then, suddenly, you do. And after that? You can’t unhear it. The series isn’t Widow’s Bay, McKeown insists. He didn’t even know the Apple TV+ show existed until after filming wrapped. But yes, both are prestige island dramas with a white man saving his community while wrestling his past. Still, McKeown says, the scripts were worlds apart. One is folklore with science. The other is comedy with grief. Six episodes. All on Netflix now. No spoilers. But if you’re watching, keep an ear out for the word ‘b’y’. It’s not a typo. It’s a promise. Meanwhile, across the Atlantic, Angel and the Badman hits theaters. Zachary Levi steps into John Wayne’s boots. And fails to fill them. He’s too sweet, too clean-cut, too much like Chuck from Chuck. The redemption arc is rushed. The violence is quick. But Tommy Lee Jones and Neal McDonough? They’re still terrifying. Jones as the sheriff, calm and old-school. McDonough as Laredo, coughing through evil, plotting like a man who knows time is on his side. The film’s faith angle isn’t preachy, it’s practical. Kindness, yes. But also: The Lord helps those who help themselves. That’s the rule. And it works better on screen than the gun lesson scene with Penny’s brother. Too fast. Too forgettable. Still, it’s a western. A real one. With horses, dust, and a man trying to outrun his name. It’s not great. But it’s honest. And then there’s Cardi B. She dropped “Don’t Chart” today. A track from the Grand Theft Auto VI soundtrack, which drops in full on November 19. The song’s chorus? ‘I’m still thick, still bad, still me.’ She’s not charting. She’s not even trying. She’s just doing what she does best: owning the room. Eight songs out already. Morgan Wallen’s ‘Last Thing You Need’, Travis Scott’s ‘RHYNO’, Fuerza Regida’s ‘Suzuki’, all live. The album’s got 34 tracks. The game drops next year. But the music? It’s already here. And it’s loud. So is the sea. So is the truth. And so is the noise. What happens when the next wave hits? We’ll see.