It’s fair to say that Netflix Original Series have a name for being good quality, good looking and – well, good. And Marvel’s Daredevil is no different! Branching off the Marvel Cinematic Universe, along with Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D and Agent Carter, Daredevil takes a more balanced, gritty approach. I’m five episodes in and there are no costumed comic book villains of the week in sight. Instead there’s a seedy underworld of mobsters, people smugglers and heroin manufacturers, apparently working in quiet harmony under the gaze of a mysterious newcomer. One might say there’s a Kingpin holding the grubby net together.
As I said, I’m five episodes in and, although Matt Murdock (Boardwalk Empire’s Charlie Cox) was beating down on Russian sex traffickers from the get-go, he’s yet to don his trademark red costume – he’s still running about in his gym gear. Considering the beatings he’s taking – and the fact that the threat has just been upped considerably – I’m guessing he’s about to accept the need for something a little more protective than stretchy jogging togs.
The cast are shining so far (Vincent D’onofrio’s Fisk is devastatingly nuanced, a breath of fresh air!) and the plot manages to be pacey and exciting without having to rely on 50 minutes of kung fu dancing (though there are fights-a-plenty, and bone-breakingly heavy ones at that!). This isn’t a show you could sit and watch with your kids, like many I know do with S.H.I.E.L.D; this is a violent, brooding narrative which plays nicely as a more adult foil to the gloss and gallantry of Marvel’s more family-friendly TV fare.
I am hooked. I was hooked after the very first episode. Marvel’s Daredevil is a mature, intelligent story that wears its superhero badge under a bloody bandage; a truly great show so far. I have every faith in its pleasing me until the end.
I’ll post a full, thorough and spoiler-filled review when I’ve watched then lot.