Season two of The Knick ended last Saturday, and hoshit, did the finale go to some dark places. A third season is looking likely, but for better or for worse, we’ll have to wait a while for The Knick’s own patented brand of historical body horror to return. In terms of sheer “Oh, holy shit, gross,” The Knick’s sophomore season had a lot to live up to—this is a show that weeded out the weak of stomach with a graphic caesarian section scene in its very first episode, after all—and it did not disappoint. Or it did. I guess it all depends on how you feel about blood, guts, pus and nose flaps.
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