![]() ![]() ![]() Maybe women will cheer, but this male audience member felt like he’d had a mobile phone kicked at his head, or his legs broken, or his groin pummelled, and was left without a single joke or memorable sequence that he could point to that had alleviated the gloom. Yan’s coarse, cokehead sensibility, makes for a disjointed and dispiriting film about nothing a movie with dubious feminist credentials that ultimately amounts to a group of thin characters, who never transcend their signature traits, piling pain and physical injury onto a succession of psychopathic males. Schumacher at least, exerted full control over his material, even if that material was toxic. Your eyes grow weary of the DayGlo colour scheme, reminiscent of that other DC-inspired disaster of yesteryear, Joel Schumacher’s Batman movies. There’s a single idea at the centre – teen pickpocket steals diamond coveted by crime lord and new free agent Quinn is told to bring her in or be killed – and lots of concentric story circles that orbit this centre, thereby enlarging a story that told straight would barely fill out a ten minute short.Ĭathy Yan’s movie is full of sound and fury, but it’s an empty and overcooked spectacle that manages the unforgivable double whammy of being witless and boring. Perhaps, to adopt the tiresome metacommentary that’s heard throughout Birds of Prey, that’s unfair – maybe the plot better resembles the giant target on Harley’s living room wall. The parent movie was also a structural misfit – it had one act drawn out over two hours. It takes most of the two hour-plus running time to get the titular Birds into the same room, and having done so, gives them a single thing to do together before they go their separate ways. This spin-off from Suicide Squad, with Margot Robbie reprising her role as Harley Quinn, has a plot mapped out like a toddler’s doodle. ![]() Sign up for our newsletter to get the best of VICE delivered to your inbox daily.Warning: This review alludes to the film’s ending. On the whole, it sounds like Birds of Prey isn't going to wow you-but if you're looking for something to do on a rainy Sunday, it's at least worth your time. The praise only keeps coming from there-and while yes, these reviews are mixed, and yes, the plot is shallow, and yes, the whole thing is a bit ridiculous-it holds together at least well enough to be standing at 88 percent fresh on Rotten Tomatoes. So is Rosie Perez as Gotham police detective Renee Montoya-she’s tired of being passed over for promotion by men who don’t have an iota of her smarts. Mary Elizabeth Winstead excels as Huntress, aka the cross-bow killer, who’s taken a vow of vengeance against the gangsters who killed her family right in front of her. Jurnee Smollett-Bell does just that as Dinah Lance, aka Black Canary, a songbird in Roman’s nightclub who’s become a street fighter to deflect male aggression. The fun comes in watching the women kick ass. supervillain prequel where they get to be gay and do crimes. He just about slinks away with the entire movie, making you wish his Roman and Messina’s Zsasz had their own Warner Bros. ![]() McGregor spends much of the movie flipping his wrist to signal a murder like a conductor directing an orchestra, lounging in silk robes, dancing to no music, and saying the word 'birdy' over and over in reference to his lackeys. Sionis is totally grossed out at messiness, loves Botox, and also has a sociopathic quasi-boyfriend henchman in Victor Zsasz (a platinum-haired Chris Messina). ![]()
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