“What happens if the next Superman becomes a terrorist?” asks US intelligence officer Amanda Waller (Viola Davis). Her answer: Release a team of incarcerated supervillains to defeat the new enemy. If they fail, they’ll take all the blame. That’s the setup for this humorless, comic-book, action-adventure.
Can Waller’s X-Task Force foil Enchantress’ (Cara Delevingne) plan to destroy the world? Will Harley Quinn (Margot Robbie) and The Joker (Jared Leto) get together? Do Deadshot (Will Smith) and young daughter bond? How many of these comic-book “entertainments” can you stand? I’m at my limit.
Will Smith, Viola Davis, Margot Robbie and Jared Leto head a large, diverse cast as super hitman Deadshot, federal intelligence officer Amanda Waller, supervillain Harley Quinn, and Batman nemesis Joker. Will Smith has issues as Deadshot: “You don’t kill as many people as I’ve killed,” he tells Quinn, “and sleep like a kitten.” Smith nicely underplays, but Margot Robbie and Jared Leto — Quinn and Joker — are annoying and way over-the-top. “I’m known to be quite vexing,” Quinn says, ogling an army officer. “I’m just forewarning you.” As no-nonsense Amanda Waller, Davis says, “Every superhero has a weakness.”
Others in the cast include Cara Delevingne as Enchantress who, for no apparent reason, delights in destroying the world, and Joel Kinnaman whose Colonel Rick Flagg falls for June Moone, Enchantress’ alter ego. Jai Courtney, Jay Hernandez, Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje and Karen Fukuhara play other supervillains, most of whom have little to do. Ben Affleck has two cameos.
“Suicide Squad,” a “dirty-dozen” inspired, comic-book action-adventure, suffers from too many characters and too little plot. Blame the uninspired script and direction on David Ayer. His first act (almost an hour) introduces, one at a time, eight members of the squad. Some get a bit of backstory; others don’t. In the second hour, the squad battles an army of lumpy humanoids created by Enchantress and strategizes how to destroy her doomsday weapon which they describe as “a swirling ring of trash in the sky.” No one has a plan. “We need a miracle!” someone says. “I need a drink,” says Colonel Flagg, which sounds like a good idea to the squad, so they retire to a nearby Midway City bar where they commiserate. “People like us,” says Quinn, “never get normal.” “We’re the patsies, the cover-up,” says someone else. Should we feel sorry for them? But then it’s back to work — saving the world.
Rated PG-13 for pervasive violence, disturbing behavior, suggestive content (Quinn and The Joker), and language, “Suicide Squad” runs 123 minutes. I’d watch DVD “Guardians of the Galaxy” instead.
Screen clutter, tedious noise —
It’s all “Suicide Squad’s” got —
Supervillains save the world:
Not much fun, not much plot.