The post has spoilers for the movie Suicide Squad
Based on the spoiler alert, I’m sure you have some idea of what I will be discussing today. Yes, that’s right, Suicide Squad!
If you haven’t seen the movie yet and don’t want spoilers, then please don’t read this post. Alright then, now since that is out of the way, onto the post!
Yes, the writer’s mind! The writer’s mind kept nagging me as I tried to enjoy watching the movie yesterday. Why did it keep nagging me you ask? Well, because it couldn’t stop finding everything wrong with the movie.
As a child of the 90s, I enjoyed watching the old cartoons about DC Comics – Batman, The Joker, Superman, and The Justice League. It wasn’t just the cartoons; it was even the old shows: The Adventures of Lois & Clark, Wonder Woman, and the live Batman movies.
When I saw the trailer for Suicide Squad and all the pretty colors, I couldn’t help but think, “Yessss! This movie is going to be awesome!” After all, I loved the Avengers, and I knew nothing about the Marvel comics. And I mean nothing.
I happily sat in my chair next to the boyfriend, with popcorn in my lap eager to watch the movie.
As the movie played, my face went through the following stages:
Then, it was like, huh:
I’m finding another hard thing about being a writer – the inability to shut off the judgment of a movie, book, video game, or TV show. My writer’s mind kept screaming out, wondering how Warner Bothers could ruin a movie with such potential. There were so many pacing issues, bad dialogue, and lack of central characters that made the movie fall short.
The Joker – who is one of my favorite characters – had little to no screen time. The antagonist was the classic it’s a God cliché. When I saw they were moving that direction, all I could think was:
My mind lashed out, replacing dialogue with my own creation, adding scenes that would have enhanced character development, and analyzing where everything went wrong. Sadly, it ended me with walking out and saying, “I could have written a better script!”
Again, my writer’s mind took over, and the movie turned into “everything not to do when writing your own story.”
Ugh, now I don’t feel like going to the movies for a few months. Sigh…too bad the boyfriend wants to see Star Trek. Hopefully, my writer’s mind won’t dissect that one to pieces.