When *Landman* premiered, I figured it was just *Yellowstone* with more dirt and fewer horses, a show designed for guys who own three Yeti coolers and a truck they can't afford.
And yet here we are, with Season 3 officially on the table, which means Taylor Sheridan has once again proven he can get a green light for literally anything involving men squinting at the horizon.
For the uninitiated, *Landman* follows Billy Bob Thornton as Tommy Norris, a fixer for a West Texas oil company who spends his days putting out fires, both literal and the kind caused by executives who think "safety protocol" is a type of tequila.
The show got picked up fast, because Sheridan shows are basically the streaming equivalent of a Buc-ee's—massive, everywhere, and impossible to ignore once you're inside one.
Now, before you get excited, here's the fine print.
Paramount hasn't exactly handed over a detailed roadmap.
We're working with the usual Sheridan playbook: a renewal announcement, some vague talk about production timelines, and the unspoken understanding that at least four characters will die in ways that make you say "well, that escalated." Season 2 already set up Tommy juggling cartel nonsense, company politics, and a daughter whose life choices are a full-time job for everyone around her.
What's genuinely funny is how the internet reacted to the news.
Half of X/Twitter is celebrating like they personally struck oil, while the other half is doing the math on how many Sheridan shows can possibly exist before the universe collapses into a single 14-hour episode of people in hats staring at cattle.
The man has like nine shows running simultaneously.
At some point, we have to ask if he's cloned himself or just stopped sleeping in 2019.
The cast situation is also worth a chuckle.
Billy Bob Thornton is contractually obligated to be the most watchable grump on television, and the supporting players—Demi Moore, Jon Hamm, Ali Larter—treat every scene like they're auditioning for a Coen brothers movie that may or may not exist.
Season 3 will presumably let them chew more scenery, which is the entire point of tuning in.
Plot-wise, the smart money says we're getting more of the same: corporate backstabbing, family drama that makes your own Thanksgiving look like a Hallmark card, and at least one scene where someone yells about barrels per day while standing next to a flaming piece of equipment.
Sheridan knows his audience, and his audience wants grit, gravelly monologues, and the comforting belief that Texas is a personality trait.
No premiere date worth circling yet, no confirmed plot leaks that aren't just Reddit fanfiction, and no reason to think Sheridan will suddenly pivot to subtlety.
But if you're here for the vibes—big trucks, bigger egos, and Billy Bob Thornton being annoyed at everything—you're about to eat well. **The Verdict:** It's another Sheridan show getting another season, which is either a triumph of the modern TV model or a sign that we've all collectively agreed to just let this man cook until the heat death of the universe.
Final Thoughts
Either way, I'll be watching, mostly because my dad won't stop texting me about it.