The Rig takes a tough mans environment and turns it into a woke playground, with an sprinkling of drippy types that are instantly out of place and would fit better into a downtown Starbucks, than this unforgiving environment.
To add to the sense of implausible asinine tedium, the story is bland, unoriginal and slow. Nothing new on offer here.
Perhaps its time to turn off the nonsense and accept some things for what they are, rather than trying to astro turf the truth. Rigs are overwhelmingly a mans world, just as midwifery is dominated by women.
