What Suicide Squad Teaches Us About Being Beautiful

I would like to briefly pause for a moment and muse about the fact that Jared Leto as Joker in Suicide Squad was mind blowing. This might be my fan girl speaking for me so, please take that into consideration while reading this. I’ve actually always been a Jared Leto fan I mean hello, Jordan Catalano? I’m particularly a fan of Thirty Seconds to Mars! I’ve seen them in concert a few times and they are amazing to say the least.
If you asked me who “my” Joker is, I’d instantly tell you Cesar Romero. When I was quite young I remember rushing home from school to watch reruns of the 1960’s Batman Show on channel 9. To this day, I can recite every line from the series. I swear it and Doctor Who reruns on PBS we’re my gateway drug into the realms of geekdom.
A lot of hate reigned down on Warner Brothers, DC Comics, and the Suicide Squad movie upon its release and I see and understand why and I can even tear it apart for certain things myself. But I can’t deny I enjoyed it. I particularly enjoyed Harley and Joker’s appearance and relationship. I had my doubts about Harley’s casting but they were quickly erased. Now, the movie doesn’t quite get Joker’s relationship with Harley down right but lord knows, Jared Leto stole the show in the very few scenes he was in. The makeup, the wardrobe, the grill, everything about Jared’s Joker was unique and brilliant. My favorite Joker has always been Cesar Romero but damn Jared is about to dethrone him.
But I digress, this post isn’t abut Joker.
It’s about what Suicide Squad teaches us about being beautiful.
Ahh be prepared for corniness.



