Jessica Jones Should Be Watched
I’ve said it before: I always wanted to be Batman growing up
but my parents were neither tragically murdered nor super rich. Accordingly,
though I was a fan of many Marvel characters in my childhood, with the
exception of various Wolverine titles I was pretty solidly in the DC Comics
camp for the bulk of my comic book reading. As an adult – or whatever facsimile
thereof I resembled after age eighteen – I read more Marvel titles than I did
as a kid, but still always continued to see myself as a DC guy. Enter Chris
Nolan.
Chris Nolan is a brilliant director. Chris Nolan made three
awesome Batman movies that I loved. Chris Nolan might have made the greatest
superhero film of all time, The Dark
Knight. Imagine my excitement and childlike glee because of this! But then
Marvel started making really good movies, and the lines of my DC allegiance
were blurred.
Marvel has now branched from movies into television and
found equal success in the endeavor, and in the wake of my favorite Marvel
entry into the medium, the Daredevil
series on Netflix, now I have had the distinct pleasure of watching Jessica Jones. Jessica Jones is damn near perfect, and you need to be watching it,
like, yesterday so they make more of it. The show features a hard drinking,
damaged and tortured protagonist who is somehow not a parody of herself. It’s
equal parts film noire detective and superhero pulp. The casting is perfect and
the scripts are fantastic. The antagonist, Killgrave, is charismatic and
terrifying. The show has a mood. It’s nuanced. It’s brilliant.
And why I’m blathering on and on about Jessica Jones is because I had the distinct displeasure of watching
the new Batman V Superman teaser
wherein Batman is tied up and Superman yanks his mask off, revealing Ben
Affleck’s Bruce Wayne (a casting decision I don’t even hate, by the way). Despite
featuring my favorite superhero in a film clearly based off my favorite Frank
Miller Batman work, the clip is ridiculous and elicited a series of LOLs from
me regardless of its clear intent in conveying dramatic gravitas. But, because
Zack Snyder - the director given control of my favorite comic character of all
time in the wake of a near perfect trilogy featuring said character - is terrible,
no such thing happens.
Zack Snyder is to subtlety as Donald Trump is to manners.
Zack Snyder is in all likelihood Darth Vader to Michael Bay’s Emperor
Palpatine, schooled not in the Dark Side but in the art of making large
buildings fall down and people fight in endless, mind numbing actions sequences
that make almost no sense and aren’t even fun to watch because they go on and
on and on and on.
Zack Snyder would find a way to add the Tower of London
falling into the Thames or a 747 crashing into the House of Parliament to a
Shakespeare film. If Zack Snyder were to make a porno, not one person would be
able to pleasure themselves while viewing it because Zack Snyder would shoot
the entire thing in slow motion through a filter making everything look dirty, dark
and shadowy, none of which is good for watching people do anything.
And when Superman V
Batman gets a 43% on Rottentomatoes, but still makes a billion dollars
because there is no God, I will feel no sense of vindication or pleasure.
Instead, I will pray that I can fast forward until Captain America: Civil War hits theaters and I can see something
that’s actually enjoyable done with the characters I never had on my A list
before DC Comics decided Chris Nolan’s awesome Batman movies weren’t good
enough. That, or maybe I won’t torture myself by spending $78.59 on two tickets
to the stinker and just stay at home and watch season 2 of Daredevil.
Anyhow, watch Jessica
Jones.
(authored 2015)
(authored 2015)