The Punisher . A far and away cry from the whimperingly underwhelming Iron Fist and the stilted gift wrap of The Defenders , Marvel and Netflix’s latest gift has been a return to origin. An indelible reminder on why this whole enterprise is even a good idea; why their stories told in this format matter. And, in that vein of intrigue, I can safely say that we don’t deserve this show. Marvel has taken the brilliantly unabashed high road in their unrepentant and heavy-handed close examination of the military code of conduct and the damage it really causes. The depths of vampiric mythology are exhumed through the life and lens of Frank Castle, because no matter how hard one may try, one can never beat story. And in all of the vampire tales - it is the monsters who make the monsters. Frank Castle is an ex-soldier. A war vet. Whose flickering candlelight of waning nobility landed him on the bad side of those whose flame had gone out entirely. So what do they do to protect th...