A secret government agency recruits some of the most dangerous incarcerated super-villains to form a defensive task force. Their first mission: save the world from the apocalypse.
Director: David Ayer
Starring: Margot Robbie, Will Smith, Viola Davis, Cara Delivigne, Jared Leto, Jai Courtney, Joel Kinnaman, Ike Barinholtz
Rated: PG-13 (sequences of violence and action throughout, disturbing behavior, suggestive content and language)
By Cole Schneider
“Suicide Squad” is a baffling movie, and not just because its visual language is all over the place or its character’s decisions constantly vex all that we had been told about them. No, “Suicide Squad” is baffling at its existential core. If the studio didn’t want it to be fun—and this was clearly not meant to be fun in “The Dirty Dozen” or “Guardians of the Galaxy” kind of way—then what did they want it to be? It’s such a painful drag watching a talented cast trip on its audience’s money as they deliver dull lines over the top of a dull plot.
Due to its appeal to our basest sensory desires, movies about how bad guys are cool are actually really easy to make. Even “Deadpool”, which was just a lame superhero movie inside of a lame romance understood that adding some crass humor would win over a big crowd. “Suicide Squad” is a mega-flop. It’s a genuinely disastrous enterprise. It has all the blandness of other recent DC Comics’ movies, but with the bonus feature of having all the elements of something better always present.
How is it that Will Smith (Deadshot) and Jared Leto (The Joker), two of Hollywood’s most naturally charismatic actors, get to play characters built on almost nothing except charisma and come up with performances this radically forgettable? How is the great Margot Robbie (Harley Quinn), playing a dream role full of zany energy, not able to enter our consciousness with more fun? Kate McKinnon basically played a more neutral Harley Quinn perfectly in last month’s “Ghostbusters”. And did anyone direct this, because there is no direction, visual or otherwise.
Rating: 1.5 out of 5 stars
By Matt Greene
Suicide Squad boasts an evil minion army whose design is nifty. That’s basically where the positives end. This bludgeoning anti-movie is a shockingly incompetent piece of film in the most basic senses (editing, casting, character building, coherency), who’s complete disregard for storytelling in favor of barely-stylish messiness makes it play like a 2+ hour trailer. A garbage pile of frightful colors, unpleasant sexism, angry violence and desperately unfunny humor, Suicide Squad is the perfect embodiment of the axiom that there is nothing less cool than desperately trying to be cool.
In case I’m not being clear enough, Suicide Squad is bad. Like, really bad. Like, Ryan Reynolds Green Lantern bad, only much worse. The writing and editing are unbelievably inept, with simple concepts like character motivation and story logic nowhere near the proceedings. Harley Quinn, the deranged love interest of an Insane Clown Posse reject (aka The Joker), and Deadshot, a constantly flip-flopping moralist who never follows any sort of personal rules, lead a team of big-dumb-villains to stop (yet another) big blue beam of light from destroying Earth. They are all evil (unless they aren’t because…reasons), until ham-fisted and half-hearted moralizing hits them in a multitude of unearned fashions.
Snyder and the whole team at DC / Warner Bros. headquarters really need to be stopped. Where Marvel seems to care about their fans, DC seems to almost disdain theirs with their sloppy excuses for movies. Any hope that director Ayer (Fury) would breathe some fresh style into this universe is gone, with Snyder clearly still driving the bus with his hodge-podge of uselessly indulgent visuals. Here’s hoping Affleck can right this mind-numbing superhero series.
Rating: 0.5 out of 5 stars