Earlier today, Netflix released the first substantial trailer--a glorified teaser, really--for their upcoming series based on the Marvel comic Daredevil. The initial reaction from online fandom seems to be one of excitement and even glee of a most giddy character. I've been a DD fan myself since I was but a wee lad, but in general, I tend to be more cautious in my optimism for such projects. Still, I'll readily concede that I'm quite pleased with what I saw. If the tone of the trailer reflects that of the series, we may have a winner on our hands.
This will be DD's second screen adaptation and after what happened with the first, that he's getting
a second chance is something akin to a miracle. The
release of the new trailer seems as good an opportunity as any to
conduct an autopsy on the corpse that is that previous outing. And
"corpse" is the right word for it. DAREDEVIL (2003) was a spectacular
failure, a near-complete creative abortion. The comic on which it was
based is packed with literally years of great--and wonderfully
cinematic--plot material that could have been adapted to the screen.
Where did a film with so much potential go so terribly wrong?
One place it didn't fail was at the box office. The studio, which
had tried to shape the film into a Summer blockbuster tentpole,
eventually assigned it a Febrary release, a traditional dead-zone for
moviegoing where big films are exiled when the moneymen have no confidence in them.
The idea is to allow a movie the chance to become the king of a
substantially smaller hill rather than quickly wash out and disappear in
the torrent of a more competitive season. Sometimes it works. DAREDEVIL was one of those times. On a budget of $78 million, it managed to draw nearly $180 million, a victory due less to its merits than to the fact there was little else showing.
It would be the film's only success.
When DAREDEVIL was in development, Mark Steven Johnson
reportedly lobbied hard to get the directing assignment. That he
eventually landed it is still baffling. His only previous directing
experience was an insipid children's movie he'd ground out 5 years
earlier (SIMON BIRCH). He is, by his own description, a comic fanboy and
perhaps it was felt a fanboy could understand the material. Johnson
succeeded only in proving that being a fanboy doesn't translate into
talent as a cinematic storyteller. It did, however, contribute to the
royal mess he made of this film. I could unlimber my rhetorical arsenal
and be quite extensively unkind in my assessment of Johnson but his
film speaks to that louder than any tirade I could unleash. His
shortcomings are painfully obvious in every frame. DAREDEVIL was doomed from the moment he landed the director's chair.
Johnson also wrote the screenplay for the film, which went over
about as well as his direction. Instead of trying to tell a single story
well, Johnson the fanboy tried to cram in years
worth of material from the comics featuring the rather complicated
central character, whose origin and later m.o. had to be established,
Elektra, DD's college love who becomes his adversary, the Kingpin, the
ultimate crime-boss of New York who becomes DD's greatest enemy, Ben
Urich, a reporter who learns DD's real identity and becomes an ally,
Bullseye, DD's mutant arch-nemesis, and so
on. The result is an unfocused mess, a virtually plotless, completely
illogical spectacle of would-be colorful characters crashing into one
The direction of the actors shows the same lack of focus. Ben
Affleck, essaying the title character, has, in the years since the
film's release, gotten a lot of abuse for his performance but I'm
inclined to be a lot less critical. Actors can only do so much; beyond a
certain point they're at the mercy of the script and of those behind
the camera. The performances of Affleck and the other cast members are
all over the board, veering wildly from entirely naturalistic to
absurdist camp melodrama with no effort at a consistent tone. Joe
Pantoliano as Urich and Colin Farrell as Bullseye offer the only two
performances that are internally consistent from beginning to end, but
they're at opposite poles that represent the film's extremes. Pantoliano
is a down-to-earth guy who plays his relatively small part straight and
to the point. Colin Farrell mugs, spouts ridiculous dialogue in a
way-over-the-top-of-the-top manner, bounces around on wires--his
character seems as if he's come in from an entirely different movie and
every second he spends on screen is a painful embarrassment.
The studio suits made all of this much worse. In the wake of
SPIDER-MAN's phenomenal success in 2002 they wanted to ape that film by
piling on the CGI and filling the movie with lots of ludicrous
wirebound action scenes--things Spider-Man could probably do but that DD
most certainly could not. So instead of a Jet Li in a red suit--the
only thing you really need to do Daredevil--we get DD the
super-grasshopper who can leap tall buildings in a single bound and drop
40 stories off the side of a building, land on his feet and just keep
DAREDEVIL is another one of those productions about which I'm
loath to say anything particularly positive merely because doing so
risks leaving the false impression that there's any significant merit in
it. In its favor, I will allow that the film's visualization of DD's
"radar" is well done; there is an undercurrent of violence and nihilism
in portions of the film that is appropriate to the material, some
awareness of the romanticism of the Daredevil character; some of the
music, particularly the two Evanescence turnes ("Bring Me To Life" and
"My Immortal"), suit Daredevil--at least considered
After the film's release, Johnson prepared a significantly longer
director's cut. This second release is undeniably a better film but its
merits have been absurdly overstated in some quarters. It's not
the vast improvement some will assert. Comparing it to the theatrical
cut is like making the argument that this pile stinks a bit less than
that pile over there--it may be true, but you don't really want to step
in either. After Johnson's film (and the even-worse follow-up ELEKTRA),
Daredevil is extremely lucky to be getting another chance. It
took 12 years and Marvel finally reacquring the screen rights to see it
through but if today's teaser is any indication, the new series seems
to be on the right track. Hopefully, it will be as good as it feels
right now and will leave this film, at the moment the title character's
greatest exposure to the larger public, a fading memory.
 The current-in-the-works Batman/Superman film was recently moved back to this same period--read into that what you will.
 And even at that, it was only the 2nd biggest February release that year.
 He hasn't developed any of that in the years since DAREDEVIL either.