Yellowstone, on its rugged surface, presents as yet another myth-making Western -- painted with the broad strokes of horseflesh, sunsets, and men clutching at the tatters of Manifest Destiny. But beneath the sweeping cinematography lies a brutish, strangely compelling fable about legacy, land, and the sheer inertia of inherited power. Kevin Costner, surprisingly, turns in one of his most interesting performances not by radiating moral clarity, as he once did, but by portraying John Dutton as a man whose grip on power is less a matter of brilliance than blind, stubborn luck. Dutton is not a Mac...