Dare to Daredevil


For reasons that are not overly important, I do not have Netflix.  As a result, I have been waiting to watch Daredevil.  I have more than enough television that I can wait until it will be released on Blu-Ray.   I have patience.  I can wait.

This is what I told myself Saturday morning.  How was I to know that by Saturday night I would have watched almost half of them.  I guess I have to thank (or perhaps curse) my friend.

To be fair, my friend is a pretty serious Daredevil fan.  He has an extensive collection of the comics and at least a few figures.  When he goes into comic shops, he utters the words “got it” way more than he sighs “need it.”

Having read this short bio, obviously, you can conclude that my friend has watched the whole series (I should probably let him write a guest blog review–he’s got some writing talent…I will have to think about this).  I digress.  As I was writing, my friend has obviously seen the whole series, but that did not dampen his enthusiasm to watch it again.

I must say that I liked it.  It had a gritty feel to it without being completely contrived.  It had great action without resorting to matrix like moves.  It also had a hero who was vulnerable, resourceful and full of conviction.  In today’s anti-hero world, that doesn’t always come through.

My friend was not only a great host (he supplied the beer and potato chips) but also an incredible asset while viewing.  Watching it with my knowledgeable friend was like watching it with “pop-up video” like balloons.  He knew even slight characters and could single out comic book references and divergent storylines.

My only problem is that I am only half done.

A Great Time To Be A Nerd


“It’s a great time to be a nerd.”

That was a direct quote from one of my colleagues.  He is far from nerdy, but his inner nerd child does show itself from time to time.

I guess he is right.  We’ve got superhero television shows and movie franchises all over the place.  Grade A actors are practically begging to be in these movies.  I just came back from a sold out viewing of the Avengers: The Age of Ultron and there were lots of different people in the theatre.  There were families, and girls, women.

Where was this when I was growing up?  I remember walking into the Silver Snail and not even seeing one woman, let alone the dozens I saw today.  When the few of my friends who managed to have girlfriends even mentioned comic books they got killer eye rolls.  Now, those same friends have wives that are reserving tickets for them.

The times they are a changing.  Can’t fault Bob on his logic, but did he really envision such an incredible change?

Maybe it is the technology.  We can put things on the movie screen that we never could before.  We can depict the fantastic so well that real life seems dull by comparison.  I’m not complaining, but my bus ride to work will never be the same.

I won’t spoil the movie for anyone reading.  I saw it.  I enjoyed it.  I may have to go and see it again.