We open with a scene of touching paternal intimacy. Sam Porter Bridges is sitting with a baby strapped to his chest, at the top of a mountain in northern Mexico. The young child is Lou (BB of the first Death Stranding), no longer attached to Sam in a creepy jar but a regular baby carrier. The pair’s hands touch, one big, one small, the deftly rendered physical contact framed by a gigantic powder-blue sky and a panoramic landscape riven by deep rocky gorges. Sam picks himself up, seeming to dance fleet-footed all the way down the spindly, photorealistic ridges in front of him. As he runs, sometimes bounding, Lou giggles with delight.
