They never saved a child. They never defeated the bad guys. They never wore the mask and took a beating. They never stood up for the weak, the oppressed. I suspect their word is no code of honor. They never read a comic book.
Reviews of the new Marvel series – Daredevil – have been mixed – as reviews tend to be. But complaining about the dialog? Hey! It’s a video Stan Lee! Didn’t you ever-
Oh, yeah. We established that you critics bypassed the fun reads for J-school. And I suppose that’s where they teach the snarky elitist patter that reviewers rely upon. Maybe all the schools teach it. I probably just didn’t get it at the time.
Violence?
Hello. He’s a crime fighter. Sometimes they don’t turn themselves in, the way you turned in that semester final. Shuffling up to the desk and wishing it was an award-winning screenplay, which is never going to happen. You opted for academia.
And that particular episode with the super bad guy? The one you noted in your review? It is no more graphic than the Hitchcock films you so lovingly praised so many decades ago. Oh wait. You weren’t born even born then.
Here’s the lowdown for the non-stuffy press among you. If you read Archie and Veronica, you probably should take a pass. Classics Illustrated? Nah. Reread The Gold Bug. Weren’t a comics reader? Then you should stick to CNN and Fox. Netflix’s new series was never meant for you.
For the rest of us?
Daredevil has more action than Hawaii Five-O, more grit than landscaping episodes of This Old House. It has more heart than the cast of The View on their most compassionate day. It’s storytelling like the old comic books, with video. Oh. Wait a minute. It’s from Marvel. The comic book company.
Did I mention that Daredevil was a personal favorite of mine?
Oh.
It was that obvious… Well, I’m just sayin’…