I’m kind of falling in love with this series as I watch it. There are so many little details that build such a fascinating, complex portrait of Frank Castle as a human being. The story of Maria getting pregnant and Frank deciding to “do the right thing,” the Kandahar angle, Micro’s wife, and Karen. You see shades of normalcy in this Frank Castle that you don’t see elsewhere. There’s a part of him that, truly, wants to move on; to be happy, but he can’t look past his own responsibility and guilt.
With Micro’s family, you see how much he loves to be useful, as he tries to fill that void in his life, and, maybe, atone, in a way, by helping this family whose father was taken from them in the same way and by the same people who took his family from him, and the longer it goes on, the more brutal and heartbreaking it becomes, and it’s an angle you never really see with The Punisher because, for him to do what he does, he can’t be human. He can’t want the same things that other people want. He has to be committed, 100%, but you almost hope for Frank here. He’s so broken, and you see everything he’s lost, but there’s a vulnerability there, and yet, you know that he’s fated for far different, far darker things, and that this mission of his came with a cost and he’s far too far along down this road to ever turn back.
