Muddled storytelling, anarchic action and unsympathetic characters make this D.C. Comics adaptation one of the low-points of the summer. Yes, there’s novelty value in watching Viola Davis play an evil woman with ice water in her veins, and Margot Robbie is very sexy as Harley Quinn. But when the best the movie can do for Will Smith is give him a young daughter to elicit an ounce of sympathy for his character, a cold-blooded sniper named Deadshot, you know you’re in trouble.
How do D.C. and Warner Bros. keep getting it wrong? After Batman v Superman you’d think there would be nowhere to go but up…but you’d be wrong.
Even my son-in-law, who’s a fan of comics and graphic novels, didn’t think Suicide Squad was great, although he liked it fairly well. I, on the other hand, couldn’t wait for it to be over.
I could use up a thesaurus describing this debacle: boring, mind-numbing, and ugly are just a few words that come to mind. I should also mention the waste of talent involved. If only a few people lining up for Suicide Squad would take the time to watch writer-director David Ayer’s End of Watch (2012) with Jake Gyllenhaal and Michael Peña, I wouldn’t begrudge the filmmaker his unfortunate dip into the comic-book genre.
Oh, well… I can dream, can’t I?