The Defenders. |
Built as it is to binge, I thought it as apt to do a single,
whole-series review of The Defenders as
to do a blow-by-blow, especially considering my current rate of writing.
The Defenders, for the sake
of internet historians of the far future, was Netflix’s answer to the Avengers,
bringing together their corner of the MCU and uniting the four superpowered
Defenders of New York who aren’t Spider-Man(1). Mind you, it takes its sweet
time doing it, being a couple of episodes in before anyone actually meets up.
Danny Rand and Coleen Wing are chasing the Hand around the world when
they get a tip off from a dying man that the real fight is in New York. They
track down a weapons shop in New York and find a whole mess of dead martial
artists. They confront the team sent to clean the crime scene, but they turn
out to be a group of black youths offered the work by a man in a white suit.
One of them is the brother of Candace, the hostess who was murdered at the end
of Luke Cage, leading to the much
anticipated ‘Luke Cage vs. Iron Fist’ event, in which Danny Rand bloodies his
knuckles on Luke’s indestructible skin, before finally knocking him down with
the Iron Fist. Then they both run from the law.
Now I have a lawyer. Ho-ho-ho. |
Elsewhere, Foggy gives Matt some overflow, pro bon cases to help him
kick the Daredevil habit. One of these is the case of Jessica Jones, who sort-of
takes the case of a missing architect because someone calls to tell her not to.
This leads her to an apartment full of explosives, and later brings the
architect himself to her office with a gun(2). This particular Mexican standoff
is interrupted when Elektra shows up, all Black Sky, to knock Jessica about and
kill the architect. Matt shows up as her attorney, but she gives him the slip and
is able to see him doing some ninja parkour shit(3).
Then there’s an earthquake.
Luke gives Danny an earful about privilege, and the four each make
their way towards Midland Circle, an upscale newly built corporate headquarters
full of evil and built on top of the big hole from Daredevil Season 2. Danny goes in all corporate to declare war on
the Hand, only for their leader, the mysterious Alexandra, to order him
captured. There follows a massive fight, with first Luke, then Matt and Jessica
showing up to help, and the four of them finally being driven off by Elektra.
This restaurant scene has been a focus of the hype, and it was pretty cute. |
Our totally not a superteam repair to a Chinese restaurant to regroup,
with Matt and Danny explaining to Jessica and Luke who the Hand are(4) and that
they will go after their loved ones. Stick then pops up to let us know that the
Chaste – who were formed by the Elders of K’un-Lun, incidentally – have, other
than him, been wiped out, give some deep background and name the five fingers
of the Hand – Alexandra, Madame Gao, Sowande – the man in the white suit – Bakuto
and angry Japanese challenge-seeker(5) Murakami. These five were booted out of
K’un-Lun for trying to live forever and have been at it ever since. From scenes
of the Hand, however, we learn that Alexandra blew the last of their stores of ‘the
substance’ to resurrect Elektra. Jessica leaves, Alexandra catches up with them,
but Jessica returns and hits the Black Sky with a car before another big brawl,
in which Matt stuffs it by going after Elektra alone and trying to get through
to her.
Our heroes get police protection for their friends, but play it coy
with Misty for the sake of tension. Luke is able to capture Sowande, and from Alexandra’s
actions and his taunting they realise that the Hand wants Danny. Stick kills
Sowande after he tries to escape with Danny, and the rest of the team decide
that Danny needs to be kept off the front line until they know what the Hand
want with him. Danny isn’t having it, because he’s the Immortal Iron Fist,
damnit, so they have to tie him to a chair. He and Luke bond a little, but then
Stick uses drugged incense to incapacitate Luke and tries to kill Danny.
Unfortunately, he drags it out too long, Matt and Jessica get back from finding
the architect’s plans to blow up Midland Circle and bury whatever the hole
leads to, and in the end Elektra clashes the party, kills her father figure and
kidnaps Danny, before murdering Alexandra and declaring herself the new boss of
the Hand.
Punchy punchy kick kick. |
Jessica, Luke and Matt are
picked up by the cops in suspicious proximity to one stabbed guy and one
decapitated corpse. They eventually break out of the precinct and go to Midland
Circle, where they fight the remaining fingers of the Hand to an inconclusive
result. Colleen meets them with a stack of explosives, which she and Clare go
to set up while the others go down to rescue Danny, who has let himself be
gulled into fighting Elektra, allowing her to redirect the Iron Fist and open
the dome structure buried deep beneath the city, which turns out to be a vault covering
a dragon’s skeleton. Because why the fuck not.
Gao explains that the Subtance is basically ground up dragon, and that
removing the bones from beneath New York will basically fuck the city’s
foundations, because never mind rock and roll, they built this city(6) on
dragon’s bones. The others arrive and a battle royale ensues, while Coleen and
Clare set charges and battle Bakuto and some goons. Misty shows up with the
assist, and gets her arm sliced off before Coleen decapitates Bakuto, who
inconsiderately falls on the detonator controls, starting an unstoppable
countdown.
Matt gets the others to evacuate, while he tries once more to get through
to Elektra, despite the fact that she was a dangerous, thrill-seeking egoist at
her best. Murakami gets thrown off the lift, Gao gets fatalistic, Jessica
catches the falling lift by its cables and Luke persuades the police to evacuate
before the building comes down on top of Matt, Elektra, Murakami and Gao.
Nuns! |
The police drop the matter. Jessica reopens Alias Investigations. Luke goes
home to Harlem. Danny offers to pay for Misty’s treatment at a state of the art
hospital (presumably doing great work with robot arms,) then crouches on a roof
like he’s Daredevil. And Matt wakes up in what appears to be the Budapest convent
hospital from Dracula.
So, that was The Defenders, a
perfectly serviceable series which takes the uniqueness of the four Netflix
Marvel series and combines them into something kind of generic. The best stuff stylistically
is when they’re operating apart and cutting from the visual style of one series
to another between scenes – perpetual darkness for Matt Murdock, seventies sepia-toned
for Luke Cage, washed out noir for Jessica Jones, entirely bland television
colours for Danny Rand(7) – but that only carries the story so far, and when they
unite the series proves to share Iron
Fist’s lack of a distinct visual language. Sadly, it also shares the lacklustre
martial arts work, although having the other three means that you get their
distinctive styles, and say what you will about Charlie Cox’s Daredevil, but
there’s a thesp who put the hours in on his fight training.
Name dropping historical events liek s |
The story is decent enough, but suffers somewhat from being basically
what the League of Shadows/Assassins is all about in Batman/Arrow – take one city, add ninjas, stir
until well and truly done – but with less ruthless Utopianism and more dragons.
Elodie Yung does her best with what she’s given, but Elektra is just too much
of a cypher and the Black Sky prophecy too vague for the show to paint a compelling
picture of the Hand’s internal power struggles. It is also unclear how using up
the last of the Substance makes them vulnerable when Bakuto has come back from
the dead and can still shrug off bullet wounds in the chestal area. They still
seem to have little to fear save decapitation and massive organ failure,
putting them just one down on Connor MacLeod.
The Fingers of the Hand are a mixed bag, with Sigourney Weaver a
menacing presence, but never a physical threat because of the characters frailty.
Murakami has quirks, more than character – only speaks in Japanese, seeks a
challenge(8) – and while Sowande has some personality, Bakuto is as bland as everything
else coming out of Iron Fist, leaving
Madame Gao to do most of the heavy lifting. It was also frankly disappointing
that, after Stick warns Luke that Sowande can mess with the functions of his
body and kill him without physical trauma, Luke turns out to be as impervious
to the old pressure point deal as he is to blades, bullets and harsh language.
And watching Danny try to kung fu Luke is priceless. |
Truth to tell, Luke Cage is a bit of a problem here all around, his
power set being basically a massive fuck you to all martial artists. One on one
he could have a good fight against someone agile enough to make him wear
himself out, but it never happens. Occasionally he gets slapped around by Danny
or Elektra, but he really just gets up again. Danny, meanwhile, once more
demands the question ‘how did you become the Iron Fist?’ I know he plunged his
hand into the molten heart of Shao Lao, but how was this yoyo the greatest
martial artist in K’un-Lun when he gets his arse kicked so much? He’s really
got nothing but the Fist going for him a lot of the time, and not even that
when he’s trying to charge off despite knowing that’s what the Hand wants, or getting
suckered into shattering the vault created by a former Iron Fist. Never has a
character so ably converted a strength into a liability.
Despite this, some of my favourite character moments in the series are
between Luke and Danny, and I confess I’m broshipping them more than a little,
and that at least is something that
they’ve got right. Luke Cage might have another solo series in him, but I’d
definitely take a Heroes for Hire show
over Iron Fist season 2.
Speaking of characters, let’s talk about journeys.
Welcome to the Jungle. |
Jessica Jones begins the long walk back to humanity, and probably has
the best arc of any of the leads. Now in part this is because she appears at
the start of the series slightly regressed from the end of her first season, still
refusing to take on the cases being thrown at her since she became famous, and by
the finale is seen opening up the office again. Luke Cage has a lot to do with
that, of course, giving her the chance to cauterise one old wound for reals,
but working with a team, be it ever so dysfunctional, brings her out of the
darkness. It’s a shame not to see Trish and Malcolm play more of a part in
that, but so it goes. We’ve got a lot of characters knocking around and some of
them are going to miss out. I did like that they acknowledge her turning this
particular corner by greeting Malcolm with something other than an angry
insistence that he stop trying to get her to act like a human being.
Luke Cage and Danny Rand do their best work playing off each other.
Danny is a big picture guy, while Luke looks after his own. They help each
other see things from another perspective, with Luke knocking a sliver of sense
into Danny, and Danny showing Luke that he can’t always protect his own by
being insular. It’s disappointing that Danny doesn’t grow more significantly
during the course of the series, but he is at least forced to confront the fact
that he has issues, even if he doesn’t really do anything about them.
The big problem with Elektra is that she is less a character and more Matt Murdock's issues. |
And finally, Matt Murdock, who… Well, if he had died in this series, it
would have been no more than he deserved, and actually an apt ending to the arc
established in Daredevil. Unfortunately, they kind of take a weird direction
with him. He is pitched as the team’s natural leader, but besides his reflexive
secrecy, he repeatedly prioritises saving Elektra, even after she proves
herself to have utterly embraced her dark side, leaving the team to their own
devices because of this. One of my friends was pondering to what degree Jessica
Jones gets a pass for being a bitch because she’s pretty, but Matt at least is
willing overlook frankly a lot of
murder, purely because he really fancies Elektra. I get it; she’s his dark
reflection, and saving her means he is not damned, but this is an arc which does
not sit well with this ‘natural leader’ thing, an informed trait if ever there
was one.
So anyway, that’s The Defenders,
which if nothing else provides strong evidence that secret ninja magic crime
cults may be over as a thing. Compared to their appearances in Daredevil, the
Hand just don’t seem all that mysterious. The Five Fingers are near-immortals
with thousands of years behind them, but only Madame Gao has the right sort of
unearthly feel to her. Sigourney Weaver does fine work with what she has, but lacks
the time to get properly established. They just come off as regular – if highly
successful – criminals, and even the dragon bones that they are digging for don’t
really feel as epic as they ought.
In fact, ‘not as epic as they ought’ is pretty much the watchword of
the series. Like the Avengers movies, it has a lot to fit in, and in doing so
doesn’t reliably do any of it much beyond ‘quite good.’
(1) The fact that Spider-Man is a thing in the MCU does sting The Defenders’ cred a little. I mean,
even if Iron Man has moved upstate, the friendly neighbourhood wall-crawler is
only in Queens. Does spider sense not work on ninjas? Does MCU Spidey even have
spider sense?
(2) The second of many times I thought Malcolm was going to get
fridged.
(3) Not sure how she manages this, since she’s a good PI but he’s
supposed to be able to track a heartbeat at half a mile.
(4) A spiel which goes down like a cockroach sandwich.
(5) That is literally his character: He’s angry, he’s Japanese, and he
seeks for something to challenge him.
(6) And by implication, given how much time they spend talking about
this being ‘just a city’ and that Elektra can expect to see many cities fall, many,
if not all cities.
(7) Seriously, the sin of Iron Fist – well, one of them – is not really
having a style to back up its lack of substance. It’s almost unique in being a
series that needed its foreign language scenes to be dubbed instead of
subtitled.
(8) And yet is not determined to pit himself one on one against the
Iron Fist (which would probably be disappointing) or even the Black Sky.
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