This Fargo review contains spoilers.
Fargo Season 4 Episode 2
They say chaos is a ladder, but too many people may be trying to climb the rungs in “The Land of Taking and Killing.” Donatello Fadda’s death is a tragedy for Justo and his family, but it’s also an opening, not only for Loy Cannon and his men, but for family black sheep Gaetano, Justo’s brother. Like a tiger plucked from the wild and dropped into Kansas City, Gaetano is sniffing out weakness, looking to strike and stake his claim. His arrival could cause the distraction that Loy needs, or escalate tensions into an all-out war.
With his bulging eyes and visibly simmering rage, Salvatore Esposito is a magnetic presence whenever he’s on screen and exactly the right kind of wild card to shake things up. Gaetano claims that he killed on behalf of Benito Mussolini until the war turned, then helped take the dictator down. His initial introduction paints him as a scary, intimidating figure, and that’s only confirmed when he decides to take matters at the slaughterhouse into his own hands. Gaetano doesn’t do anything particularly violent, except for a cheap shot on Cannon Limited suck-up Leon, but he causes everyone barring Doctor Senator to be extremely on-edge. Typically, these sort of face-offs on Fargo
The slaughterhouse is a point of contention because Loy decides to claim it as his own during all of the “rumpus,” as Justo and the rest of the Fadda Family try to get their house in order. Cleverly, they claim at his last meeting with Donatello, the old man granted Loy the property, despite that he did the opposite when Loy asked. Justo should be dealing with this ordeal himself, but he’s too concerned with trying to get revenge on Dr. Harvard, the physician that turned his father and his men away at the hospital. Justo orders a hit on Dr. Harvard, but the attack is botched, and a wealthy socialite is killed instead. This puts Detective Odis Weff (Jack Huston) on the case, but lucky for Justo, Weff is already under the Fadda Family’s thumb. Huston is playing Weff with some very obvious OCD ticks, something that feels a little too self-consciously Coen-esque.