Superhero movies and TV demonstrates in 2017 rarely have this trouble. The Marvel Cinematic Universe is based altogether around the idea of knowing exactly what it wants to be. They’ve mastered solo superhero movies to the extent that they seem comfortable mingling them all together as ingredients in the big delicious Marvel cake. And I feed this Marvel cake multiple times a year. I stand in line at the movie theatre and demand “Oooh, give me a slice that has the Hulk’s face on it.”
And if these movies are becoming so similar to one another that they’re unwatchable, I certainly haven’t get the memoranda. Yeah, they have the same vibe, but I’m still thrilled by them. The same cannot be said for the Marvel Netflix series, though. When Daredevil premiered in early 2015, it was refreshing in the same route that you’ll likely enjoy a Coke if you have it a little while after a Sprite. The Marvel movies were fun, and now I was getting a new flavor of fun, a flavor that was more street-level, gritty, and apparently filled with endless waves of ninjas.
The Marvel Netflix depicts display both the best and the worst aspects of the “Darkness and realism make something inherently more important” line of reasoning. On one hand, you get things like the deep characterization of Jessica Jones, or the idiosyncrasy of the Kingpin. Can you imagine a weird, intense performance like Vincent D’Onofrio as Kingpin in a giant Marvel movie? I’d like to, but I can’t. MCU villains tend to be created out of booming pronouncements of immorality and intense shockwave-y powers. Kingpin, on the other hand, is really sad about his wife and throws huge child tantrums when he gets the slightest bit ticked off. There’s nothing cool or action-figure-ready about him, and I adore him.
You likewise get invigorating fighting scenes that the other movies of the MCU( and most of the superhero genre in general) have yet to top. It’s hard-hitting stuff that seems to have been rent from an Indonesian or South Korean activity movie. Daredevil and Punisher and Luke Cage are pounding bad guys until they appear more lasagna than boy. You don’t should be noted that a lot in the energy-beam-filled world of the MCU. The opposes in the Netflix series have urgency and stakes. The opposes in the Avengers cinemas are placeholders until the big world-ending device shuts down or explodes.
However, because their ultimate objectives isn’t to build these characters up until they’re ready to show up in movies, but to provide a definite alternative to the movies, they’ve boxed themselves in with “realism.” Sure, Iron Fist has a magic hand and his present talks about afterlife, but the most outrageous foe he can take down is a jacket-wearing guy in a dim alley. The Defenders brings up an immense dragon skeleton, but the climax is based around avoiding damage to building foundations. A huge section of Luke Cage are dealing here with anti-Luke-Cage bullets. You have a narrative about a wonderful man who can’t be damaged, and you construct the plot about niche ammunition manufacturing?