The run that pulled Daredevil out of a decade of grimness by making him act like someone who had decided to stop being miserable on purpose.

The art does something I had not seen handled well before, rendering radar sense as its own visual language instead of narrating around it. You get a sense of how he actually perceives a room.

The lightness is a feint. Underneath it the book is building toward the point where the performance of being fine stops holding.

Read October 2026.