Thursday, August 11, 2016
This summer blockbuster isn't as good as you would have hoped for, but also, it isn't nearly as bad as you have heard. How in evil-fresh-hell does a wretched movie like Twilight get a higher rating than Suicide Squad is beyond me. "What a ride!" exclaims Harley Quinn. This movie isn't perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but it's exactly that - one fantastic neon-laser-light-show ride from beginning to end. And I fully enjoyed this movie despite its many flaws.
The plot goes like this; the cold-hard government operative Amanda Waller (Viola Davis) secures approval to create a task-force of the worst-of-the-worst criminals who might be able to do some good, aka perform a rescue operation in Midway City, where an entity known as the Enchantress (Cara Delevingne - love) is fashioning a super-weapon that could destroy earth. Leading the team is red, white & blue Rick Flag (Joel Kinnaman - love), a soldier who is romantically involved with the Enchantress's alter-human ego June Moone. Oh, and Quinn's boy-toy-thug the Joker (Jared Leto) is also lurking around.
The strong aspects of the movie include (some of the) performances and (some of the) characters. Will Smith and Margot Robbie definitely shined. Smith's Deadshot is the closest thing the group has to a leader. His backstory with his daughter, however, was nonsensical and melodramatic, but I can let that slide. Robbie on the other hand steals the entire movie. She plays Harley Quinn with just the right amount of peppy lunacy. Whenever the movie got too cheesy, she was there to lighten the mood with clever quips. The tone of her character is the tone the entire movie should have strived for. It was dark, sexy, fresh, a little twisted, and extremely fun. The chemistry between Deadshot and Quinn was electrifying and funny.
The idea behind SS was a good one, but as is the case with most DC inspired comic book movies, the plot was overly stuffed, rushed and messy. There were a few characters we could have completely done without. Slipnot was most likely there to establish Flag's authority, so we'll let that slide. But Katana and Killer Croc were the biggest wasted opportunities (Boomerang is a close runner up even though he was super funny). If Katana isn't going to trap anyone's soul with her sword and/or find a way to bring her hubby back to life, don't even bring it up! And why wasn't Killer Croc ripping those bad guys to shreds?! Rick Flagg and June Moone's relationship was bland and unnecessary, with a cheese-ball ending. And even though I liked the crazy-zany portrayal of the Joker, his character seemed like a huge afterthought. He was most likely there to develop Quinn's backstory, which I'm OK with, but it almost would have been better for them to 'not' show him fully until the very end.
It's a shame Warner Bros. threw too much attention on making this movie look fantastic they forgot to invest in a structured plot. DC has a long way to go in terms of churning out undeniably great comic-book movies outside of The Dark Knight trilogy. But with that said, SS isn’t deserving of the curb-stomping, poo-stain it received. It still manages to fully entertain, excite and thrill. It's fun, funny and definitely worth seeing (sans 3D).
Wednesday, August 3, 2016
Everyone around the world was 'dying' to get Bourne again. And with writer/director Paul Greengrass and the lovely Matt Damon returning to the scene, we knew we were in for one hella-tight ride. I guess nine years later and one ill-conceived spin-off, the two felt it was an opportune time to inject us with a dose of Bourne-adrenaline and his extreme ways. And oh how we were more than willing to get "doped" up again. Only trouble is, instead of innovation, it serves up a good dish of Bourne's greatest hits - sadly, there is nothing new here to advance the story. However, Jason Bourne is still a worthy successor, and despite its lack of deep intelligence - something the previous movies so effortlessly excelled at - it was still a thrilling pulsating ride from beginning to end. The unstoppable pace of Damon's standoffish Bourne still represents a driving force to be reckoned with.
The next chapter in this bad-A franchise finds the most dangerous former CIA operative drawn out of hiding (again) to uncover hidden truths about his past. Only this time he remembers everything (du-du-duuun). Over the years, time hasn't been easy for Bourne. He's making ends meet as an underground brawler for cash. All this goes down when ex-partner Nicky Parsons (Julia Stiles) finds him and offers yet another clue to the black-ops mystery of Treadstone - the project that turned him into a killer assassin. To say this time it's personal would be an understatement. It's always personal, am I right.
Despite its flaws and lack of depth, this blockbuster still provides almost everything you'd come to expect from a Bourne film – the up-close fight scenes, improvised weapons, insane car chases, the oh-so-clever spy-craft, and the high-tech espionage techniques that border on wizardry and no-he-di'nt! It's fun, intense and will leave the audiences relatively pleased in the end.