By Jason Haskins
Those who do evil to others-- the killers, the rapists, psychos, sadists--you will come to know me well. Frank Castle is dead. Call me...The Punisher.
Poor Punisher. Right out the gates back in 1989, at one of the heights of the Punisher's popularities in the comic books, they made a film adaptation starring Dolph Lundgren that didn't do so well (I might be one of the few people on Planet Earth who actually dug it). Fifteen years later after the colossal success of the comics again due to Garth Ennis' treatment of the character they decided to go ahead and give it another go--Marvel actually responsible for making another R-rated comic book offering? Yes, please.
