Day #50, March 21st, 2016.
Quote from Daredevil (2015-).
50th post, hence the first repetition, and a timely one at that.
I have already made a post on Daredevil. This one comes uncontrollably to share the spillover of emotions in my head after bingeing on the thoroughly fantastic new season on Netflix.
Daredevil season 2 is unneeded proof that throughout the history of popular culture, right now is the best, most fortunate time to be a geek.
It doesn’t really matter how consistently, awe-inspiringly great the writing is. Or how many brave choices the show makes in its single-take fights and long monologues. That’s all a given fundamental when something says ‘A Netflix Original’ on top.
It matters, however, that it houses a performance of a well-known actor in a ‘villain’ role that very nearly threatens to topple Heath Ledger’s iconic Joker in terms of its emotional complexity and unbelievable effortlessness.
Jon Bernthal as Frank Castle aka The Punisher is the best superhero portrayal in live action since Ledger’s 2008 rocket-fist-punch of a performance. For a show based entirely on comic books, bent on following a heavily guarded set of rules for setting up its unique universe, Daredevil pushes through and creates something magical and goddamned extraordinary out of it.
I don’t know what these sons of bitches eat, drink, read, listen to or watch to even begin being capable of making fiction of such searing psychological caliber, but I’m going to find out.
I’m pretty sure some essential part of me died while watching that cemetery monologue in the fourth episode of season 2. And it was worth it