The first half of this movie is comedy gold as you watch this man get progressively more and more frustrated as each individual door he goes to comically has like a dozen SWAT Team members and I'm like "damn he really do be trapped".
Then out of nowhere he stops being trapped and it tries to be a psychodrama with Shyamalan's Nepo baby daughter and a wife we barely see and I'm like "I don't care about these people I want to stare at this man's pores as he scowls over a Billie Eilish rip off"
There's a scene where this ripped white guys rises from this luxurious Mexican resort pool wearing an extremely stereotypical Sombrero with two tequila shots by the bottle readily poured for him by the edge of the pool that he downs before he even finishes his first breath.
I wanted to come here and call it offensive and earn those sweet sweet political dunking points but it would be a damn lie if I didn't say it was the hardest shot in any film ever.
Arthur Fleck is a man with no meaningful past, no political alignment, and he never gets anything that he feels he deserves. The movie is a series of creative exercises of Arthur feeling like he deserves something for basically nothing. Okay, not "nothing" but "common decency" or some innate degree of politeness and respect that everyone deserves. The movie does not explain this, it just expects you to fundamentally understand it as it happens. Whether it be an employee just…
