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HIS FILM DIARY 2015
total movie count ........... viewing day count
222 .......................... 254
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September 11th
—— 2003 ——
DAREDEVIL
—— garbage ——
EXTENDED REVIEW
REWATCH
‘Daredevil’ dares to be drastically different,
but this is not meant in a good way at all...
Mark Steven Johnson, the director of this film, might just go to hell for this horrendous piece of pieced together crap crammed into only a single little roll of film. And yes, I did watch the director’s cut as well, which is also the one currently being reviewed at the moment and that wasn’t many margins above the already atrocious original cut that I originally sat and suffered my way through. Honestly, I can’t recall much about the differences between the two cuts, correspondingly, but I know for damn sure that this devil didn’t even come a paper cut above cult classic status or just some form of general greatness. It is simply just a bad film…
I have to be honest with you, ‘Daredevil’ did involve me and my mind and left me full of ever-growing emotion almost to a level of superior sadness. But why, you may ask, well because I have never felt so extremely embarrassed about something, as I did on behalf of every single soul involved with this fatal feature of filmic feces, which somehow managed to maneuver past my prospects of an already extremely low kind. Back when cinema wasn’t a cemented part of my backbone and I was pretty much blind to really bad cinema – as well as educationally bareboned – in terms of movielike knowledge; I surprisingly didn’t hate this movie. Well, I didn’t mind it, you could say, but even for my moderate enjoyment of it, something was just not quite right. It was almost exactly like Daredevil’s accident – even though I was once blind, I now see everything clearer than ever – though I don’t need any rain for that… This movie will never be saved even for a rainy day, since this is certainly the last time I will ever willingly visually lash my own eyes for such vomiting creations of cinema.
Anyways, I must apologize for letting my far reaching rant range way too long into this review, but with disasters like ‘Daredevil’ it just needs to be done. Anyways, I promise I’m done with the generalized rant… so with that said, let’s get to the specified rant! But even with that statement, I doubt the details will be as dominating as they probably should be, but then again, if only the movie had been more memorable it wouldn’t have been a problem. Anyways, here we go… Many people mock the performances in this movie, particularly Affleck’s outing inside the obscure reddish outfit with the minor pointy peaks, but in all honesty the acting isn’t the main problem here, it is the characters and the writing. It is hard to work with a character who is already crippled from the start (no pun intended), which of course make the actors fumble in the dark or just be downright confused of what to do. I mean, not even Meryl Streep and Daniel Day-Lewis could comfortably and convincingly deliver those cheap, cheesy, sugarcoated sentences being bounced around in between Elektra and Daredevil – it is simply an impossible task to accomplish.
If you thought the dialogue challenged your intellect and the romantic interactions angered your inner emotions, just wait until you see how it goes when a fight scene gets to lead said elements directly down the drain. When Elektra and Murdock have their first fighting duel, it happens at a playground… playing out like some sort of romantic dominance… happening because Elektra won’t say what her name is. What follows is one of the most cringe-worthy fight scenes I have ever witnessed, which becomes even worse once they start talking to each other throughout. The fighting movements within this cringe-worthy hand-to-hand combat sequence comes off even more stiff than the disastrous dialogue and atrocious acting combined, looking like a clumsy choreographed fight scene from ‘The Matrix’ being dumbed down by the director and duplicated by someone suffering from SBS sickness. Actually, most of the fighting throughout either suffers from poor and pathetic choreography or obvious and outdated wirework. Even the CGI is awful as well as overused and nothing really works here to be honest.
The story is just a mess, with no proper middle or end, and it struggles to cover way too much ground for its own good, while pretty much surpassing or at least aligning itself with the modern day cinematic universes and ham-fisted follow-up foreshadowings. Just try and read a full plot synopsis online and tell me that doesn’t sound way more complicated than it should have been. If I had to pick out one saving grace, not counting the small insignificant moments or individual scenes that I moderately enjoyed, then it is most definitely Colin Farrell as Bullseye. He seems to be just about the only person who actually “got it” and embraced the campy feel of the film as well as the caricatured nature within the characters. To sum it all up, this was a cringy, clumsy, campy and corny catastrophe of a comic book adaption, which succeeds in only one thing and that is complete failure… of course, if you can even call that a success... a stinking pile of poorly written and sloppy directed crap with a strong scent of bad acting or just bad characters with no one but Colin Farrell hitting the bulls eye here. The rest of the film was so bad it made me blind to the fact that it may be even worse than I actually rated it…
__________________________
HIS FILM DIARY 2015
total movie count ........... viewing day count
222 .......................... 254
__________________________
September 11th
—— 2003 ——
DAREDEVIL
—— garbage ——
EXTENDED REVIEW
REWATCH
‘Daredevil’ dares to be drastically different,
but this is not meant in a good way at all...
Mark Steven Johnson, the director of this film, might just go to hell for this horrendous piece of pieced together crap crammed into only a single little roll of film. And yes, I did watch the director’s cut as well, which is also the one currently being reviewed at the moment and that wasn’t many margins above the already atrocious original cut that I originally sat and suffered my way through. Honestly, I can’t recall much about the differences between the two cuts, correspondingly, but I know for damn sure that this devil didn’t even come a paper cut above cult classic status or just some form of general greatness. It is simply just a bad film…
I have to be honest with you, ‘Daredevil’ did involve me and my mind and left me full of ever-growing emotion almost to a level of superior sadness. But why, you may ask, well because I have never felt so extremely embarrassed about something, as I did on behalf of every single soul involved with this fatal feature of filmic feces, which somehow managed to maneuver past my prospects of an already extremely low kind. Back when cinema wasn’t a cemented part of my backbone and I was pretty much blind to really bad cinema – as well as educationally bareboned – in terms of movielike knowledge; I surprisingly didn’t hate this movie. Well, I didn’t mind it, you could say, but even for my moderate enjoyment of it, something was just not quite right. It was almost exactly like Daredevil’s accident – even though I was once blind, I now see everything clearer than ever – though I don’t need any rain for that… This movie will never be saved even for a rainy day, since this is certainly the last time I will ever willingly visually lash my own eyes for such vomiting creations of cinema.
Anyways, I must apologize for letting my far reaching rant range way too long into this review, but with disasters like ‘Daredevil’ it just needs to be done. Anyways, I promise I’m done with the generalized rant… so with that said, let’s get to the specified rant! But even with that statement, I doubt the details will be as dominating as they probably should be, but then again, if only the movie had been more memorable it wouldn’t have been a problem. Anyways, here we go… Many people mock the performances in this movie, particularly Affleck’s outing inside the obscure reddish outfit with the minor pointy peaks, but in all honesty the acting isn’t the main problem here, it is the characters and the writing. It is hard to work with a character who is already crippled from the start (no pun intended), which of course make the actors fumble in the dark or just be downright confused of what to do. I mean, not even Meryl Streep and Daniel Day-Lewis could comfortably and convincingly deliver those cheap, cheesy, sugarcoated sentences being bounced around in between Elektra and Daredevil – it is simply an impossible task to accomplish.
If you thought the dialogue challenged your intellect and the romantic interactions angered your inner emotions, just wait until you see how it goes when a fight scene gets to lead said elements directly down the drain. When Elektra and Murdock have their first fighting duel, it happens at a playground… playing out like some sort of romantic dominance… happening because Elektra won’t say what her name is. What follows is one of the most cringe-worthy fight scenes I have ever witnessed, which becomes even worse once they start talking to each other throughout. The fighting movements within this cringe-worthy hand-to-hand combat sequence comes off even more stiff than the disastrous dialogue and atrocious acting combined, looking like a clumsy choreographed fight scene from ‘The Matrix’ being dumbed down by the director and duplicated by someone suffering from SBS sickness. Actually, most of the fighting throughout either suffers from poor and pathetic choreography or obvious and outdated wirework. Even the CGI is awful as well as overused and nothing really works here to be honest.
The story is just a mess, with no proper middle or end, and it struggles to cover way too much ground for its own good, while pretty much surpassing or at least aligning itself with the modern day cinematic universes and ham-fisted follow-up foreshadowings. Just try and read a full plot synopsis online and tell me that doesn’t sound way more complicated than it should have been. If I had to pick out one saving grace, not counting the small insignificant moments or individual scenes that I moderately enjoyed, then it is most definitely Colin Farrell as Bullseye. He seems to be just about the only person who actually “got it” and embraced the campy feel of the film as well as the caricatured nature within the characters. To sum it all up, this was a cringy, clumsy, campy and corny catastrophe of a comic book adaption, which succeeds in only one thing and that is complete failure… of course, if you can even call that a success... a stinking pile of poorly written and sloppy directed crap with a strong scent of bad acting or just bad characters with no one but Colin Farrell hitting the bulls eye here. The rest of the film was so bad it made me blind to the fact that it may be even worse than I actually rated it…
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