It teaches exactly what it means to be a hero, the feverish persistence to do what is right no matter the costs.
Yes, “Joker” is a sort of origin story of Batman’s most infamous archenemy. On the other hand, this could be the portrait of so many others as well. Everyday people who struggle with their personality and fall through the cracks and out of the system at all levels.
This Joker seemed to be more sad than scary. He wasn’t the villain I had seen in movies outside of this one. It seemed as if he could just get good treatment or keep his medication coming he would have just lived out a very sad life. Not a very terrifying Joker at all.
Endgame meets expectations without really ever exceeding them.
An unrecognisable David Harbour plays the titular character, a gruff, trash-talking manbeast who was born in Hell, but rescued and raised to be a demon-slayer by his adoptive father, Trevor Bruttenhorn (Ian McShane).
The onscreen chemistry between Holland and Zendaya is awkwardly perfect and so much fun to watch take shape.