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You can see the fire in the peace
feeling tamed by the strange contraptions of a cool breeze

I'll suffer to be released
cage is closed but the mind is always open to new possibilities.

You can see the fire in the piece
they are afraid you cannot be contained - you are an animal full of what's possible.

Laws are bars through this land
respect is given not earned - fear driven through the people.

Morality is up for you to discern
you would not teach you that killing is honorable, that its respectable.

This is our voice,
add yours and I'll add mine.

This is our voice. It is our choice. They cannot contain us.
We are an animal, full of what's possible.

And when we get vicious, it is our mission to put in submission
this thoughts of contention.

I see the fire in the peace.

A land stained by policy.

They don't want you to know anything.

Wake up you animals.

You're full of what's possible.
Marvel has been on a roll as of late. Releasing one high quality blockbuster movie again and again. Lately the movies have just gotten better, and a few feeble attempts have been made to break into televised heroes. Agents of S.H.E.I.L.D would be one of those examples. By all means not a bad show, just not one I would write home about.

So when Netflix announced it would be making Daredevil into a television show, being that Daredevil is one of my favorite superheroes in the Marvel universe, I had mixed feelings. On one hand, this is Marvel making some good calls with writers and directors, Drew Goddard (Cabin in the Woods, Angel, Buffy the Vampire Slayer) has been involved in a ton of my most watched shows. On the other hand, this is a superhero SO easy to do wrong. Just look at the Daredevil film with Ben Affleck for examples of how easy it is to make this hero cheesy and unlikeable.

Nervously I hit that play button. Joyously do I write this review.

Non-spoiler version

Writing;

Right from the start the dialog is hard hitting and subtle. While exposition is there, sometimes, it is minimal and well done as to not be boring. Characters are varied, some predictable and some not. The theme of the script follows through the entire first season, and the theme is morality. The two main characters in conflict both believe they are on the morally right side, and both come into conflict with that belief through the other.

Action;

Maybe the best part of this show is the action. The fight scene at the end of episode two is worth watching just by itself. It is also notable that the entire fight scene is one take. And that is the kicker, you feel the struggle of the hero, you feel his weariness and you sit on the edge of your seat throughout the battles.

The way the action is filmed is unlike most American action films or shows which avoid filming the point of impact. In Daredevil they never shy away from the brute force of a punch.

Story;

The stories for the episode flow together and separately. You can enjoy a episode on its own merit without watching the entire series, but if you do watch the entire series the overarching story is rather grand. The ending is neither too dark nor too light. Nothing in this Disney owned property feels Disney. This is less of a superhero story and more of a Crime Noir.

Intro;

Just a special note for the intro. It is amazing.


Costumes;

This is the ONE point of the show I wanted to really pick on. The costume Daredevil gets at the end of the show is rather lame. I'm hoping that Marvel is or becomes aware of this and reworks his end costume. Otherwise all else is fine here.

Overall;

I think Marvel just out Dark-and-Gritty'd DC. I think Marvel was intending to test the waters of the Dark Superhero story, after their major success at finding the right formula for a fun action movie they may just be trying to go after DC's turf, and honestly I hope they take it because god knows DC hasn't made a good movie since Dark Knight.

Show gets a 5/5 for me. Seriously, go watch it.

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If you have NEVER read a Daredevil comic, and don't want spoilers. Don't read on.



!SPOILER ALERT! ;



Characters;

One of the most brilliant points of this show is the arch nemesis; Kingpin (Vincent D'Onofrio.) It is strange that he is the only character that has a love interest, and really strange that he is as well developed as Daredevil. You really get a feel for who this man is by the end of the show. The switch between the caring and emotional man to the pure brutal nature on the inside is unsettling and really makes you fear him.

Foggy (Elden Henson) is also one of my favorite characters of the show, as he is meant to be. At first I was a little nervous about him. His character seems over the top at first, but as you get used to him he gets more and more loveable.

Karen Page (Deborah Ann Woll) was a HUGE surprise, it is really nice to see a show with a strong female personality without the aid of superpowers or kung-fu. Karen is relentless but scared in her journey to the truth. Really, I think Karen is the soul of the show. Foggy is the heart.

Matt Murdock (Charlie Cox)is perfect. Seriously. Perfect. He doesn't overdo the "gritty voice" he acts lawyerly even when you can tell he wants to punch the person he is talking to upside the head. Even with the burden of being the hero, he is able to remind the audience that he is also just a man, without appearing weakened by it.
I detoured through the minds night.
Walking honeycombed halls soaked in memories
dripping like burnt wax dipped from muraled ceilings of harrowed painted figures
welded with the power of their time.

Pondered with ravenous eyes, upon those ruinous caverns,
which wandered among the shame.
That these templed rooms should still stand,
without worship, in spite of the reckoning teeming from my lips.
Trembling I crushed myself against any pillars
that were tenacious enough to bear the wrath stained rooms.

The fire mopped through my heart's once potent desires,
all that is unmaimed in this mired hall of soul and charred potential
is but a flat looking glass

still reflecting the flame

upon my sanity.
We are being these things,
fantasies cupped in dreams, held on wings of ink.
Wise voices with choices leading to stoic and happy,
we know where these things ingrain on the river
on the story trip, weaving puzzles after the show.
Separate personalities identified and noticed;
this IS evil.
This is the one who is ignorant.
This is the one who is wise.

We know the actions, they read off the greatest stories we ever told.
We know how to be those people.
We brought them into being.

Why can we not become
fantasy
sci-fi
wisdom people?

We wrote them all.
Lirye Ponders
Weed is legal in Oregon. That is all I'm going to say.
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The quiet explosions this home knows,
ring an echo in every glass I've ever emptied
it shines a flare through the worried faces
of the onlookers to this battlefield

Pound it down and I am armed,
I'm in for a fight against a peaceful type of night
and we take no prisoners besides ourselves in this hell

I'll die reloading, you can expect it so
don't be surprised when there's no shock locked in my dead eyes
I spent so many nights trying to survive
a battle won should be done
but pour me one more my son.

The cannons roll exposed a position of poison paraphernalia
how can I resist another blissful struggle in the raging war
we fight for peace, and we feel we get it,
when I take the shot; one enemy down.

It feels accomplished, the sudden silence
taken one more, and there is no final score
just the final end to this beginning that makes no sense
who would choose this?

I can't remember how it will start
but I know right where it will end
over and over again.

I'll die reloading, just so you know
no other tether could convince me to live forever.
I spent so many nights trying to die,
I was a complex pawn, but before I pass on
pour me just one more

and I'll be gone.
Trick question; if I have a an American quarter and a Canadian quarter in my till, and a customer hands me one American dollar for an item worth fifty cents, how can I give them correct American change?

Answer; it all depends on what people agree the Canadian quarter is worth. My till believes I have two quarters worth twenty-five American cents each, I thusly concur with my till and hand the customer the two quarters. Here is the tricky part, one of three things can now happen;

A: The customer does not notice the difference and accepts the change.

B: The customer does notice the difference and I am forced to explain that I have no other way of giving them change, in which case they may ask for their dollar back or accept the quarter.

C: The customer will notice the quarter but decide that, in the long run someone will accept it as a quarter and it will be worth twenty-five American cents.

And because all three of us (Customer, till, and I) agree that what just happened was a dollar paid and fifty cents back in change. We have all just acknowledged that the Canadian quarter is worth twenty-five cents in American currency.

This brings up a valid question, if seldom asked question to our society; how much is the American quarter worth? 

What is this money stuff that we work so hard to obtain, constantly working on our collections of it? The answer to this question is an extremely scary one, are you ready for it?

Nothing. Money is absolutely nothing. It is the mere sum of agreement by three parties, in one transaction, that this paper is replacement for actual worthy stuff. The idea of the dollar is strong in our society, achieving religious proportions of faith in money. People plan their months by it, judge their self-worth by their collections of it, and even die from not having enough of it.

I am going to tell you a story now. This story has already happened in a sense. Just be aware of this.

Say I opened a store with a selection of rare and hard to find goods that are sought after by many in the local populace. People walk into the store and acquire something like a hard to find tool, or a rare bottle of wine. They walk up to my till with it, I scan the item and ask for 3 Gorquips. The customer stares blankly at me, 

"What is a Gorquip?" they ask. 

"It is the only form of currency I accept." I answer. 

"Well I don't have any of those." They reply.

"That's OK because if you go out and bring back some stuff, I will buy them from you with Gorquips and then you will have some to buy this from me. Sound fair?" They nod and leave the store.

Now there is a line of people at the store, each with at least two items in their hand. One item they are selling for Gorquips, and the other an item they desperately want.

But since Gorquips are not a real thing, I can set the exchange rate to whatever I want. Thus I end up gaining a massive amount of worthwhile items, which I continue to sell and exchange.

Another store opens nearby, and I walk across the street to speak with the owner. 

"Hey buddy! Nice store you're opening here. Let me ask, are you going to be selling items in dollars or Gorquips?" the new store owner stares blankly at me.

"What are Gorquips?"

"They are a new fad currency! Popular around here. I'll tell you what, if you only accept Gorquips instead of dollars, I'll give you this nice security set up and make sure your store is safe, absolutely free!"

The owner of the new store agrees, but is hesitant. But soon enough shoppers come and buy stuff from him using Gorquips, and he smiles and pretends to think that he is earning something.

Meanwhile his shoppers are stopping at my store before they go to his, to sell me items for Gorquips. I amass a ton of inventory from this. Now my mission is simple, switch every store in the world to Gorquips.

This may sound like a ridiculous situation, if it had not already happened. If you have ever wondered what the Iraq war was truly about, it was about defending a currency as made up as a Gorquip; the US dollar.

Back in the 1970's, the US Government began an agreement with OPEC (Organization of the Petroleum Exporting Countries) that these countries would only sell petroleum in US dollars. Countries wanting to buy oil would give us gold for dollars so that they could buy oil. Soon after that, the United States removed the gold standard from the dollar so that none of the countries could buy back their gold, but they still needed to trade for oil. So they gave us other items.

This is how the United States is so damned wealthy, essentially we stole it.

In the year 2000, Iraq decided it did not want to sell in US dollars anymore, but instead sold in Euros. Three years later, the United States invaded Iraq and switched the sale of oil back to the United States dollar.

All for a currency that is worth, once again, absolutely nothing.

Even the basis for which this currency is made is worthless, made simply out of promises and belief in those promises.

You may have heard that all money is debt, let me fully explain what people mean by that.

A man and a woman go into a bank, they are a married couple and soon expect a new child. They are looking to buy a house but obviously lack the money to buy a house. This is where the bank comes in.

The bank loans them one-hundred thousand dollars at an interest rate of four-and-a-half. The payments will be made over 30 years.

This means that the bank will make $182408.40. But, long before that thirty years is up the bank will make a profit on this loan. They will take the interest they expect to make out of this deal and turn it into more money.

Most of the money they just loaned was not actually the banks money, but rather it was your money that you deposited in your bank. So this couple takes this money and buys a house. The people whom they bought the house from, in turn deposited the money at the same bank, where it is loaned again at more interest.

On top of that, the Federal Reserve will take a look at the interest a bank has owed to it, and subsequently print money based on the debt that is owed to the banks. Which it then gives to banks to loan out more, and more...

The more of the idea we owe to the creator of that idea, the more enslaved to the idea we are. It is time for a change.

Therefore I'm declaring my disagreeance with the worth of the American dollar. I will still accept it, because I must. I will still spend it, while I can. But I will not be holding onto it. I will get rid of it as fast as possible.

Because the bottom line here is that money is worth nothing.

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