Suicide Squad review: Superhero saga lacking in punch
US agent Amanda Waller (Viola Davis) fears the arrival of another meta-human like Superman. She proposes the formation of a government-sanctioned crew of criminals to carry out covert missions, commanded by army man Rick Flag (Joel Kinnaman).
The Suicide Squad have micro-bombs in their necks, which can be detonated if they defy orders. The team include baseball bat-wielding Harley Quinn (Margot Robbie) and marksman Floyd Lawton (Will Smith). Meanwhile, Batman (Ben Affleck) swoops over Gotham and super-villain The Joker (Jared Leto) plots a blood-spattered reunion with girlfriend Harley.
As a first date with the anarchic DC Comics super-villains, Suicide Squad delivers a lot of slap and not much tickle. Smith, Robbie and Kinnaman suck up most of the oxygen with their sinewy subplots. Leto's villain remains in the shadow of Heath Ledger, while Davis makes limited impact as a ruthless woman of tattered moral fibre.
Bombastic action sequences are stylish, but none linger in the memory after the end credits.