Like most people (or at least a heck of a lot of people) I enjoyed watching Jessica Jones on Netflix. It took me longer than most because I watched it at a Friend’s house over a couple of different weekends while drinking beer into the late hours of the evening.
Shortly there after, that same friend loaned me the compilation comic books of Jessica Jones. These are titled Jessica Jones: Alias.
I have been a fan of Brian Michael Bendis since I collected some of his Avengers comics …I don’t even remember when that was. I definitely can see his style of writing (and dialogue) in these comics. So far I am enjoying them quite a bit. The conversation between Jessica Jones and Carol Danvers about the Ant Man was priceless.
The art is pretty dark and moody. The lines aren’t too crisp, but since Jessica walks around in a bit of an alcoholic haze of indifference, I am pretty sure it is intentional. I generally prefer something a bit crisper…but I can see the value in what was done for these books.
I can definitely see how the subdued nature of the comics translated into a darker form for the Netflix series. I haven’t read the issues in which the purple man is featured, but I look forward to it.
It was nice to read comics again. I don’t need to wax nostalgic about it, since it hasn’t been that long since I read some. However, it isn’t one of my regular hobbies these days. Maybe it is a space issue.
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.