HBO’s futuristic cyborg/cowboy drama, “Westworld,” returns Sunday after a long absence, still dreary as a rain cloud but with noticeably less hitch in its git-along.

Perhaps taking some lessons from the first season’s daunting barriers to entry (for all its lavish beauty and philosophical creepiness, “Westworld” was also just about the least fun way to pass time in front of a screen), the show has been reprogrammed a bit so that the first five episodes of Season 2 are filled with the sort of incidents and general momentum that feel more suited to series television.

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