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Review: Is Suicide Squad Really That Bad?

It was hard avoiding the cynical haze that enveloped David Ayer’s DC Comics adaptation Suicide Squad.

The hatred for the film spilled in hard and fast like a tidal wave and opinions formed for many before they had the opportunity to judge the film from an actual theater seat.

In fact, it seems like the DC Universe has swiftly developed an army of critics that will despise anything the logo puts on the street.

That is another topic for another day and that day is coming soon.

In the meantime, let’s allow DC to be DC without comparing every move they make to Marvel.

The truth is Suicide Squad is just as advertised.

It is a manic Technicolor joyride set against a post-Apocalyptic backdrop that features intense edits and a few reformed psychopaths that were manipulated by a narcissistic government official.

What else was expected? It’s not perfect but it’s a good movie that is true to its origin story.

Where things get murky are a pair of poor casting decisions that came back to haunt the affair.

Will Smith did his best as the assassin Deadshot. But at the end of the day Will Smith is Will Smith and the fact is that he cannot escape his mannerisms.

Smith as Deadshot is akin to a suburban youth tying a red bandanna around his forehead and walking around the inner city mimicking gang signs that he saw on You Tube.

He simply can’t pull off a villain that has deep roots in apathetic destruction. He’s saved too many lives in too many different ways in too many movies.

Said heroistic tendencies remove a certain amount of grime that has to be slopped onto Deadshot like a thick coating of BBQ sauce.

The dominance of his presence changes the temperature of how his castmates interact with him during their scenes together.

Only Margot Robbie as Harley Quinn can dust off the stench of Smith’s do-gooder approach to the dark side.

Epic is the only way to describe what she turned in.

As the tortured psychiatrist that became batshit crazy thanks to a tortured love affair with The Joker (Jared Leto), Quinn is a runaway train of anarchy.

Now lets talk about bad decision number two.

Ah yes, The Joker.  Leto was allowed to try too hard and as a result Suicide Squad suffers for it.
The full immersion technique that he reportedly brought to the set did not serve this role well.

One on hand it feels like he is doing battle with Heath Ledger’s ghost. On the other, he comes off as Marilyn Manson: The St. Patrick’s Day Edition

It is what it is.

Outside of Smith and Leto, Suicide Squad is the film that faithful readers of the book have been waiting for.

The critics on the outside that don’t get it in most cases are tying it into a bigger picture and do not have the perspective to sincerely look at the heartbeat of this project.

The pace, the plot and the violence is exquisite because at the end of the day this was never the average superhero story.

This is a story that was never rooted in a true sense of right or wrong let alone good versus evil.

The chief complaint of that it is too sinister and well…ugly can only emerge from those who actually never sat with the actual books.

And that’s OK.

Perspective is the key and from this perspective Suicide Squad only turns on itself during moments when key characters don’t have the ability to be ugly enough.

Watch: Suicide Squad Trailer: Harley Quinn

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