Films which feel the need to explain plot lines through clumsy dialogue usually irritate me. This goes doubly so when the plot is thin on the ground. Suicide Squad fits neatly into this category. While I appreciate that the premise of the film is to tee up endless sequels and prequels based around this group and their backstories, most of the time there was no need for the characters to explain their next move to each other. Still the cast, headed up by Will Smith, is great and the story trots along at a reasonable pace — despite being 2 hours and 10 minutes it didn’t feel overly long — meaning I can’t fault it too much. Perhaps next time a little less fighty-fighty and a little more explory-story.
“Save Martha.”
Some funny moments are eclipsed by a second act which drags on too long. Additionally it feels like a knowledge of American sports culture would have been very beneficial — a whole load of jokes passed right over the head of Tuesday night’s audience, as they no doubt will across the non-USA world. If Amy Schumer is trying to break out of the confines of the US and raise her profile internationally, this film is not likely to do her cause many favours.