When I usually finish watching shows, movies, or books, I usually seek out reviews of said entertainment as a way to help frame my experience. Am I looking for something to tell me how I should feel about what I just witnessed? Eh, maybe about 30-40% of the time. But this time? After just finishing Netflix’s Daredevil series? This is part of that other 10% where I’m so sure of how I feel about what I’ve witnessed that I’m not going to even bother. I’m not going to bother with this or this and I’m certainly not going to bother with these.
The Frank Miller treatment is old, stagnant, fascist, and simplistic. The whole blurring between New York City and Hell’s Kitchen was dumb. I mean, nobody has called Hell’s Kitchen by that name since at least the end of the 20th Century. So that whole thing is super dumb. The good guy characters and each of their individual story lines were pretty dumb. Hell, the whole switching up of who Foggy Nelson was supposed to be getting with was turbo dumb.
Here’s a thought: if Netflix had replaced the Daredevil season finale with the Lost show finale, I wouldn’t be as disappointed as I am now. Man, that season finale sucked, and they killed off two characters–the reporter and Leland–who were major characters in the comic book. Disa-fucking-pointing What’s worse is that those two actors and the guy playing Fisk were pretty outta sight. That Fisk guy especially. Man, that dude was great.
But otherwise, meh.