There is definitely chemistry in play between fading ‘it’ girl Margot Robbie and once great action star Will Smith. Sadly, her star burned bright and fast while his fades slowly. He dodged the Independence bullet (his wife should have dodged the Bad Moms bullet) but caught one clean here in Suicide Squad. I don’t really know what to think about the film yet. I know that I enjoyed it in spurts and laughed at it in others. Clearly the editing team and David Ayers were split on tone and story here. However, I can say that in this disjointed mess of a movie were moments of clear and powerful inspiration.
Cara Delevingne is a chameleon. The chick I saw in Paper Towns is completely gone, replaced by a poised, strangely sexual being rippling with possibility. She shone in moments throughout the film–right up until the director made her dance suggestively and speak in tongues. Sorry, The Exorcist really cornered the market on that act. Smith was smooth and transparent as Mike Lowrey–I mean Angry Steven Hiller–I mean Floyd ‘Deadshot’ Lawton. He cracked jokes, moved the plot along, and struggled internally with being a bad guy. The chemistry between he and Robbie is palpable and leaves room for future work between the two, but those characters are the least interesting of the film–despite all the focus.
Ten minutes goes too fast, but next post I will dig into the portrayal of females in the film overall (very two-choice), plot, and touch on where the DCU could be heading with all of this.
Some Thoughts:
- Walked out of the movie and right across a Spice Girls video: Mama. What ever happened to the Spice Girls? I know one of em married Beckham, but that shouldn’t signal the end of your career–just the end to your need for personal income. The girls showed up at the 2012 Olympics to do a number, but that was it. Four years later… What does Rio got on the Spice Girls?