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I saw this on the plane back from Boston last night (this morning?), and it seemed to be incredibly confused about its aims. It starts off by playing it straight, in the style of the po-faced Punisher as the character was originally conceived, and the crowbarring in of the slapstick elements from the Ennis run - the Russian, and I assume the ridiculous singing assassin, not to mention of course the flatmates. This left it as an uneasy, in fact an incoherent, conbination of by-the-numbers revenge thriller and knockabout comedy, without any attempt to integrate the two - one minute Castle is a killer, the next a goof, and it isn't even down to the situation, but rather I suspect who last edited each scene.
Also the absence of Gertrude Stein is an absolute travesty. |
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