A world wherein which consequence and repercussion have never been considered laments freewheelin' largesse as Harley Quinn (Margot Robbie) breaks up with the Joker.
Not a kind world by any means, as ill-composed as it is bellicose, supplying notions like wholesome and sentimental with animate vigour in their shocking absence.
She's sought after by many for different reasons artichoke, and must chaotically improvise to avoid painful brash comeuppance.
Yet she still visits local restaurants and chills at her trusty pad, having rescued a coveted pickpocket who's swallowed a precious diamond.
It contains instructions you see as to how to amass an enormous fortune, and crime boss Roman Sionis (horrible representation of gay people!) (Ewan McGregor) will pay 500 grand to get it.
So Quinn and others find themselves at odds with the irate extravagance, and the aggrieved forge a feisty clique as versatile as it is combat ready.
Those are structural facts although they're by no means determinate, the tale abounding with nuts and nuance intriguingly enunciated.
The clever albeit absurd script keeps at it with unnerving style, non-linear nimble necro accelerated cranked attire.
Not the place for guile or sympathy sorority notwithstanding, cruel worlds enraged colliding mistook madness high stakes shallows.
Necessitous individualism.
Nebulous crazed existence.
All goes well the first run through throughout the reckless merge, the alarming detonated detail shell-shocked, revealing, zesty.
Gotham's controlled by men whom the feminine contest not so shyly, exonerating tactile teamwork independent disputatious.
New characters abound so introductions are in order, the Canary (Jurnee Smollett-Bell), Renee Montoya (Rosie Perez), the Huntress (Mary Elizabeth Winstead), and Cassandra Cain (Ella Jay Basco), profiles crafted, futures fathomed.
DC is seriously impressing these days with Joker and now Birds of Prey, nothing that uplifting about either of the films, but they're still ironically well thought out comic book distractions.
Just need to work in the Justice League (or Deadpool) and maintain the creative style.
Birds of Prey keeps reinventing itself with observant discursive fury, right up 'til the traditional end, order out of groundless chaos, a bit repetitive but still compelling.
I hope the Birds have some more of their own films and don't just show up to aid the Batman.
Nice to see the change of pace.
Happy Valentine's Day!
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