Apart from one baffling and totally infuriating scene (one that was simply lousy and poorly conceived), The Punisher totally defied my initial expectations (that it would suck), and is actually quite good.
Frank Castle (Thomas Jane) is an ex soldier and undercover cop, completing one last job before he leaves the force permanently to spend more time with his family. The job of course goes a little awry and results in the unplanned death of one of the criminals. No biggie, he shouldn’t have been a naughty boy in the first place. Only this naughty boy happened to be the son of one Howard Saint (John Travolta) who is a local underworld kingpin and druglord. Saint swears revenge on all and sundry… and what revenge it is.
At the behest of his trophy wife Saint orders the wholesale execution of everyone that ever bought Castle a Christmas present. Luckily for them Castle is attending a family reunion so the bad guys can save petrol, and as requested they drop the entire family, Mum, Dad, cousins, Aunties and Uncles on the spot in cold blood. Castle wife and young son are left for near last for dramatic effect, and after a chase it is obvious that they will not appear in any sequel. Castle himself is left for dead, riddled with holes on a burning dock… And this is where the bad guys screw up. Everyone else, and I mean EVERYONE ELSE at the soiree, are left deader than Lindsay Lohan’s career, yet they have the primary target at their feet and neglect to put one in his temple just to make sure?
Haven’t they seen Zombieland?
Some mysterious black guy (whose significance I just couldn’t get) saves Castle and brings him back to health, and in a cheesy moment Castle just “happens” to find his son’s T shirt with the Punisher skull logo on it, weeks after the shootings, on the beach.
Castle somehow gets back to the US unnoticed and sets about plotting his revenge and hitting the bottle, and not always in that order. He moves into what looks on the outside to be a squatter’s residence but inside seems to be fully furnished and well maintained apartments. His neighbours are basically three, a fat guy, an “alternative” guy with a bunch of piercings and a chick who might scrub up well after a shower (it’s Rebecca Romjin so we know she will).
Castle spends a while coming up with a way to ensure his revenge is particularly sweet, and above all convoluted and largely unnecessary seeing as how in the end he still walks into impossible odds with guns blazing. But it seems there were 60 odd minutes of screentime to fill so let’s just go with it. The plan involves working through the chain of command up to Saint via his money, business, 2IC and finally his trophy wife.
Once the wheels are in motion Castle goes public and more or less tells everyone what’s going to happen, but for ages neither the cops or the bad guys seem to be able to find him. When he does show up he invariably ends up killing people yet again no cops can catch him, and the forensic guys obviously don’t look that hard for DNA or basic evidence.
There is some “more violent than usual in comic book films” action, a great one on one stoush involving an indiscreet and frankly monstrous assassin and a pretty funny faux-torture scene (as funny as torture can be I guess).
Travolta is a pretty good bad guy in this, largely because I think he is no longer a likeable good guy unless you’re a middle aged woman with recurring Grease flashbacks, and as Howard Saint he is always angry and seems to be talking with a mouthful of cotton wool. Jane is more efficient than I expected, he is pretty solid and believable in the action and fight scenes, plays the gruff pissed off loner well and spits out some pretty good, albeit dry, one liners. The final showdown between Castle and multiple bad guys is very entertaining and sees him exacting the appropriate level of revenge…
So that’s the good bits, but a 7.5 can’t be all good.
The bad:
- – The fat supposed comic-relief neighbour who mimes opera is terrible and annoying.
- – In one scene Castle must swerve to avoid the most clichéd reason in cinema, the kid running onto the road chasing a big red ball.
- – The cheesy way they decided to shoehorn the Punisher logo into the climax of the film, forced and distracting.
The awful:
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– A hired assassin comes to kill Castle, only he shows up at the diner where Castle is eating, pulls out a guitar case and… sings him a song first!! Worse than terrible, fucking annoying is more to the point. I squirm every time it comes up and reach for the remote. Removing this scene and opera-miming fat guy and this is an 8.
This was a pleasant surprise aside from my above whinges, a low key comic book movie with realistic violence and great character foundation. After all what could be more inspiring than watching everyone that features in your personal photo album being butchered in front of you.
(Then they just slaughtered the whole potential franchise by making the quickie shocker that was Punisher: War Zone. Sad, so sad.)
Final Rating – 7.5 / 10. Don’t be fooled by your pre-conceived opinions, this is better than you might think.