My place of employment is generous enough to allow me a decent amount of personal days a year. I usually spend these days the way any other sane individual would: by catching the earliest possible flick at the local theater, in order to avoid the masses of individuals who are not nearly as amused by my sarcastic and off color comments during the film.
Seriously, there’s just something about watching a movie in a theater when you’re the only person in the theater. I sit in the dead middle of the theater, put my feet up on the chair in front of me, and grin like an idiot as I take in the entire movie, eating overpriced popcorn and sipping on an overpriced cherry coke.
Yesterday, I used my day to watch The Punisher: War Zone. Oddly enough, it was directed by some broad who really doesn’t have much of a director resume, but it just so happens it’s the best live action Punisher flick ever made. And it didn’t even break the top five at the box office (Talking Animal Adventure 15 and Generic Mass Produced Vince Vaughn Movie topped it, among others.) Being the narrow minded critic that I am, I can’t understand why this is.
Sure, War Zone is an almost two hour romp of almost non stop violence - but it’s quite obvious none of these fucking critics of the movie have ever once opened a Punisher comic. Sure, it feels like an 80’s B action flick at times, but comparing The Punisher to The Dark Knight or Iron Man is quite unfair - the Punisher is not a superhero movie.
The Punisher has always been an Anti-hero - not a fucking Superhero. There’s nothing “Super” about him. Frank Castle is a pissed off guy with nothing to lose, and a grudge against the people that killed his family (ie. bad guys). I won’t go into details of the movie, but it conveys Frank’s vigilante attitude pretty well.
If you’re a fan of the comic, War Zone is worth the eight bucks for admittance. If you’re a douche nozzle reviewer or movie goer with no background of the Punisher comics, it’s not for you. And if you just like action flicks, go see it.
