“Dig it.
Nice, serious, old man Punisher. And betrayed by his only friend in the world. Very nicely done. Garth Ennis even manages, well, almost manages to go down his regular pathways he uses to make characters seem nutso.
You know, the one thing, I didn’t think the idea of “hunting” Bin Laden would age so poorly. Somehow it turned from a crazy, but legit, legitimately crazy idea to sounding like a novelty.
This could, however, be entirely the fault of this guy (http://www.denverpost.com/ci_15305913) Yes, my hometown’s homegrown Bin Laden hunter.
He’s not exactly the type you might picture. No Marky-Mark, that’s for sure. No Eric Bana. But then again, who IS an Eric Bana? Only Eric Bana. And that’s why he’s Eric Bana.
Armed with a pistol, sword, dagger, and night-vision goggles, this semi-employed construction worker made half a dozen trips to Pakistan to root out Bin Laden in the early and mid 2000’s.
The more you look into it, the more you have to wonder. What the fuck was this guy’s plan?
I mean, sure, points for enthusiasm. But as far as I know, he doesn’t speak the language, isn’t any sort of trained killer, and oh yeah, he has to be on dialysis three times a week.
Now, there were rumors that Bin Laden was on dialysis as well. Maybe he’s in the mouth of madness there, so that’s an advantage. You know, hire a killer to catch a killer? Hire a guy with renal failure to…well, you get the idea. It’s a lot less sexy as taglines go, but sometimes the most sexy things aren’t the most effective ones. My grandmother put it best: “Damnation, these huge jugs of mine are so impractical, but there too sexy to let go. Feel free to quote me on that when you’re writing things about goddamn comic books.”
Maybe the Punisher got to Bin Laden after all. The Bin Laden Hunter of Greeley, sadly he didn’t manage to finish the battle started all those years ago. But he showed one last bit of courage and honor in asking for a mere quarter of the $25 million bounty, figuring that his presence is what rousted Bin Laden from his hidey-hole.
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