"Lilyhammer" (Netflix, now and forever). "House of Cards," sure, whatever. The first Netflix original is this culture-clash comedy, already on its second season, with Steve Van Zandt, of the E-Street and "Sopranos" gangs, back as New York wiseguy-on-ice Frank "The Fixer" Tagliano, in witness protection in Lilehammer, Norway. (Just go with it.) With dialogue in Norwegian and English -- it airs in Norway as well -- it's a true co-production, not an American remake or remodel of a Scandinavian original, with differently shaded meanings for its constituent audiences. From here, it plays as a sort of fish-out-of-water-in-the-snow story; from there, as a tale of social integration and distrust in a country that until relatively recently was racially and culturally homogenous, and also of an unruly force abroad in a land long on regulations. (Frank is, of course, a cut-to-the-chase kind of guy.) The show is, to be sure, whimsical; Frank is in a long tradition of comical gangsters whose brutality and lack of personal nuance is mitigated by their being kind of cute -- Van Zandt makes a better romantic lead than one might imagine -- and often morally (if not ethically) in the right. In the first season, Frank had to come to terms with his environment; now his environment has had to come to terms with him. He's an established citizen, with a successful nightclub, a piece of this and that, a half-competent local crew, a girlfriend (Marian Saastad Ottesen) and twins about to be baptized -- plenty of room for further complication, in other words.