Essentially its a couple of hours of Joaq… er, Joaqui… um Fred… being more and more demented. You know where this has to end up so there’s never any doubt about where the journey is going but it is quite the journey to get there. That deliberately forced laugh is quite unnerving.
Its mostly slow-paced and the opposite of DC and Marvel/Sony, even when they try to do the anti-hero thing. This is a study of a man with mental difficulties descending into the makings of a super-villian, but there’s nothing super about this. Its all grounded in human pettiness and meanness. Any ‘action’ is short and to the point but its not an action-flick by any manner of means.
One of the things I don’t understand is how people that hated on this film accused it of glamourising violence. The violence is brutal, disturbing and often quite sudden. All I felt was horror at it, nothing glamorous about it.
This is a good film and when it was over I just felt a need to detox.
I did chuckle at how Joker became more gay/camp as he became more evil. Not sure if that was intentional. I’ll think about it on next watch because when it was over one of my first feelings was that I need to watch it again.