Starlord: galaxy. The Avengers: Earth. Spider-Man: NYC. And then there's Daredevil, micromanaging the shit out of 10 blocks in midtown Manhattan.
But that's all different in Daredevil's world. There, Hell's Kitchen is a disadvantaged neighbourhood desperately in need of his protection from a cabal of organized crime groups, led by Wilson Fisk, the villainous Kingpin - at least until Daredevil fights him to a standstill and turns him over to the police.
Watching all of that take place in the Daredevil Netflix™ series, I was startled by the graphic nature of the damage suffered by Matt Murdock, the man behind Daredevil's various masks. For a long time, crimefighting in the Marvel universe was a relatively bloodless prospect, at least until Wolverine and his adamantium claws entered the scene in the 1975 as one of the new X-Men. When artist Frank Miller also took over the writing for the Daredevil comic book in 1979, he raised the ante in terms of bloodshed.
However, four-colour comic-book violence can only be so realistic - the Netflix™ version much more plausibly presents the consequences of going toe-to-toe with supervillains and their minions on a regular basis. After all, Daredevil's only powers are his enhanced senses: to misquote Shakespeare, if you cut him, he bleeds.
Oh, and if you watch a few episodes and find it too be a little too much? Then I strongly recommend you stay away from the upcoming Punisher series - Frank Castle makes Daredevil look like Hello Kitty by comparison.