Run All Night, the latest bloody genuflection in the Stations of the Cross of Liam Neeson, isn’t great, just better than you think. With its steaming manhole covers and rumbling el trains, its fatherly lessons administered in the sweaty confines of a boxing gym, and its pervasive air of grim fatalism, it reminded me of Frank Miller’s noir-inflected early 80s run on the Marvel comic Daredevil – which has already been adapted into two crappy movies, and it about to become a Netflix series.
Anyway, my Run All Night review is on The Dissolve today.
From Daredevil No. 228. Script by Frank Miller, art by David Mazzucchelli.