Instantly forgettable, devoid of any depth or surprise, David Ayer's Suicide Squad, based on a DC comic, is a total waste of time. The plot is stupid, the acting is bad and the characters are one-dimensional. The worst has to be Margot Robbie, who in the guise of her character, Harley Quinn, never is able to make the viewer invest in her trajectory, frequently espousing vapid one-liners and other cliched dialogue. This lack of investment in character is one of the chief flaws of the film: we do get an initial rundown on the characters in a totally unoriginal, flashback/role-call of each one, but there is not an iota of major character development and backstory which would add intrigue and freshness to the overall picture.
Perhaps I'm not an avid comic-into-film, die-hard. Maybe those more versed in the world of the Suicide Squad comic and comics in general would mine more pleasure out of this film. Then again, maybe the opposite is true. There have been far better films based on graphic novels and comics. Suicide Squad stands as one of the worst I've seen.
It has been the norm in recent years for this genre to frequently bend the line between good vs. evil. Suicide Squad's band of quasi-humans does this in a way but never in a manner that makes the viewer question his or her own notions of the theme and the struggle in the hearts of all humanity. The whole process seems mechanical and wooden: there is no soul to the story, characters, or film as a unified entity.
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