Your Late to the Party Quarter’s Worth:
Batman: The Killing Joke
I just watched Batman: The Killing Joke on Netflix the other night.
The movie is based on the 1988 DC Comic of the same name that was written by Alan Moore.
I never read the book, so this review is based on the film alone.
It was so funny I forgot to laugh. . .
Let me start off with what was right about The Killing Joke.
The movie is a modern interpretation of the beloved Batman: The Animated Series cartoon.
The animation is done in similar style to the 1990s series. Batman and the Joker are voiced by Kevin Conroy and Mark Hamill respectively. They were the voice actors from that series as well.
The film was even directed and produced by guys intimately involved in the creation of that awesome gem from my childhood.
The Killing Joke was gritty and intense. It was more violent than the 90s series and even included sexually suggestive content. So much so, it earned itself an R rating.
Rarely have I seen Batman and DC Comics go this dark. . .
. . .And that’s the good news.
That’s Commissioner Gordon above. . .
His face and that frame basically sums up the movie.
The Killing Joke‘s convoluted first act focuses on Batgirl’s intimacy issues with Batman and ends in what I believe is the worst ending to a movie ever! There’s even some good old fashioned sexual assault for good measure.
By the time the ending credits rolled I wanted to punch myself in the face for wasting an hour and sixteen minutes on this dumpster fire.
Seriously, I lose at life for watching that steaming pile of dung.
The Killing Joke is an example of why DC Comics is imploding. This movie cements why I don’t and haven’t given a crap about DC Comics since the NEW 52 relaunch back in 2011.
I don’t normally waste energy on negative reviews in my search for inner-peace, but I’d be doing a disservice to anyone considering watching Batman: The Killing Joke, or worse yet, anyone with it on their queue.
Do yourselves a favor and watch literally anything else or nothing. Trust me you’ll come out way ahead.
Batman: The Killing Joke was DC Comics attempt at reaching the same mature audience that MARVEL captured with Deadpool and Logan.
This was no Deadpool or Logan.
It wasn’t even the 1990 Flash TV series or Captain America movie.
The voices were solid. The Joker was as dark as ever. There was even a cool Joker/Red Hood origin story, but none of these did enough to redeem more than the middle act of the movie.
I hope you trust me and don’t watch Batman: The Killing Joke.
If you still insist on watching though you may want to scoop out your eyes with a spoon and it might be slightly better.
This movie makes me want to never pick up or consume another DC product in my lifetime.
The next Late to the Party Quarter’s Worth is going to be on Saga and–spoiler alert–that one doesn’t suck.
Until then don’t watch bad movies. . .
And as always stay geeky!
Written by John Andreula.
Edited by Kodid Laraque-Two Elk.