It is best not to think of writer/director James Gunn’s sequel to David Ayer’s studio tinkered, lame-duck Suicide Squad as a sequel at all. Adding The to the title makes a certain emphatic statement. This isn’t a damp squib. This is the real thing.
Ultra-violent, ultra-gory, foul-mouthed, furious, and funny, The Suicide Squad is a smart, satirical, smash-up of ludicrous proportions. Gunn wastes no time laying out the premise, in which supervillains of the DC Universe are given the chance to cut their sentences by assisting ruthless government agency chief Amanda Waller (Viola Davis) with suicidal covert missions for Uncle Sam. The colourful, rag-tag gang includes Harley Quinn (Margot Robbie), Bloodsport (Idris Elba), Peacemaker (John Cena), Ratcatcher 2 (Daniela Melchior), Polka-Dot Man (David Dastmalchian), and King Shark (Sylvester Stallone – voicing a monosyllabic CGI walking shark). No, I’d not heard of most of them either. Polka-Dot Man? King Shark? Seriously? Anyway, they’re sent off on some ridiculous mission into a fictional banana republic to blow up a giant alien starfish. No, really. Former Doctor Who Peter Capaldi pops up too, as a mad scientist.
The film dials the anarchic lunacy up to eleven, but Gunn’s flamboyant visuals make for eye-popping, brutal comic book fun. The heavily stylised tone and inspired fight choreography takes the edge off the spectacularly unpleasant violence. Or at least, it will for those who share Gunn’s pitch-black, twisted sense of humour. Unlike the murkiness of the previous film, this one has some stand-out big screen moments, especially in vertiginous, tower-collapsing climactic action scenes. If you’re going to watch it, see it in IMAX if possible.
Performances are decent enough, though no one is coming to this for Shakespearean drama. That said, although the satire about clumsy American interventionalism is obvious, it does hit home in a few places. Special effects are excellent, and no-one will be able to claim they’ve been short-changed on Dirty Dozen-style thrills. The film even has shades of Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid during the final reel.
It’s all very silly (not to mention violent), so The Suicide Squad certainly isn’t for everyone. But it is satisfying, occasionally surreal, well-put-together silliness that will hit the spot for a certain kind of comic book audience.
UK Certificate: 15
US Certificate: R
Content Warnings: Very strong gory violence, swearing, nudity.