#guest starring Harley and Huntress

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[Suicide Squad Scrap] Princess pt. 19

self-indulgent batjokes-flavored SS/BvS/JL, installment 19.  i love, love, loved the BoP movie’s version of Huntress.

the piece as a whole is rated Mature for pervasive language, varying degrees of violence, use of controlled substances, sexual references, questionable ethics, and themes of mental illness.  set from Flag’s POV, with references to (and oblique spoilers for) Birds of Prey, but not compliant with The Suicide Squad.

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“Are you sure about this?” Flag asks.

Lawton winces.  “Am I sure it’s the right apartment?  Yes.  Anything else, less so.”

Flag scowls.  “Wish she’d hurry up—Croc ain’t exactly inconspicuous.”

“Don’t hate me ‘cause I’m beautiful,” the big guy says loftily, rearranging the unconscious clown to brace some of the weight on his hip (Flag has a brief, extremely incongruous, flash of a mother with a sleeping toddler).

Lawton knocks again.  “Hey, baby doll, it’s Floyd.  In need of some assistance.  I got the gang with me.”

There’s a scratching and clicking of several locks, then the door opens and a scrawny blond blur launches at Lawton.

“Ohmygod, Floyd!  Oh, I missed you so much—did you hear how I kicked Black Mask’s ass?  It was so cool, y’see, there was this diamond—”

“We need to get inside,” Flag interrupts.  “Preferably before either GCPD or ARGUS find us.”

“Boy Scout, aw, I missed you, too—and Boomer, saw that wanted poster, looked great—and Croc, you—fuck no!” she screeches when she sees who Croc is carrying.  “Sorry aboutcha, good luck.”

Flag manages to block her from closing the door, but she keeps pushing on it.  “Quinn, it’s a favor for Batman.”

“Fuck him, too!” Harley growls.  “He’s the one I got dumped for, anyhow!”

Lawton gets a hand on the door to help.  “He’s on the squad, dollface.  Five missions now, and he’s saved all our asses multiple times.”

“Yeah?  Give him five minutes in the right mood, he’ll shoot ya instead.  He’s a manipulator—a megalomaniac with some serious obsessive tendencies and violent manic-depressive episodes.”

“He coulda killed ya instead of dumping ya,” Ratcatcher points out.

“Who the hell are you, junior?  You guys adoptin’ squirrels now?”

“Harley, Waller has been using him to fuck with Batman’s head,” Flag says.  “So now she’s got Batman.  As long as she doesn’t have Jay, she can’t make him do squat.  If she gets him back, she’ll be able to command the guy who almost killed Superman.”

She pouts at him for a long time, then lets go of the door and stomps away.  “Shit!  I hate getting stuck between screwing over two people I hate!”

Flag follows her in.

“That sounded eventful,” says a brunette lounging in the corner with a glass of tequila and a freshly-bandaged wound on her arm.

Harley gestures carelessly.  “Huntress, meet my old crew—Deadshot, Boy Scout, Boom-Boom, Croc-baby, Don’t-Know-Don’t-Care, and the steaming pile of shit who landed me on Romy’s little face-collecting list.”

“It’s Flag, actually,” Flag mutters.  “Not Boy Scout.  No matter what the resident clown might say when he wakes up.”

The brunette—Huntress—gestures with her drink.  “Is he meant to be wearing a straitjacket?”

“Trust me, honey, he should be bound and gagged at all times,” Harley mutters, and steals a drink before giving back the glass.

“You don’t know shit,” says Ratcatcher.  “Jay’s the only guy I know who doesn’t treat me like a freak.”

“Oh, yeah, you’re right, I only dated him for nine years…  Newsflash, kiddo:  if the Joker thinks you’re normal, you’re definitely a freak.”  Harley shrugs at Croc.  “You treat the kid like a freak?”

Croc shrugs back.  “We got a fundamental disagreement on how delicious rats are.”

“He looks like he’s been poisoned,” says Huntress.  She ambles closer.  “Neurological shock, from the speed of his pulse.  Harley, you remember when we ran into that guy at the Asylum?  When we were visiting your girlfriend?”

“Ahaha, sh-she’s not my girlfriend,” Harley denies unconvincingly.  She looks at Flag and shakes her head with a nervous grin.  “She’s not my girlfriend.  Pammy is just…you know, a former coworker who I maybe occasionally go to dinner with.  We don’t like labels, and I’m not liking this judgmental atmosphere.”

Huntress blinks calmly.  “Right, but you said she said something was going on in Arkham, some new doctor working for the warden was trying weird drugs on the patients.”

“Plant-derived neurotoxin, she said,” Harley confirms.  “His ‘fear therapy’ or whatever.  Didn’t work on Pammy, ‘cause she’s all immune to plant stuff.”

Flag snaps his fingers.  “Waller said what she used on Jay was supposed to make people see their worst fears.”

“Holy shit, the Agency’s got their filthy mitts into Arkham!” Harley exclaims.

“Is he supposed to be that pale?” Huntress asks.

“Far as we know,” Flag answers.  “But I’m impressed this shit did anything to him.  He claims sedating him for eight hours took enough heroin to kill a hippo.”

Harley smirks.  “Heh.  Yeah, tons of folks have tried to put Puddin’ down with poison, but it never works.”

A sleeve of the straitjacket sluggishly points at her.  “Not.  Your goddamn.  Puddin’.”

She rolls her eyes.  “Nice of you to join us, ya festering maggot.”

Croc carefully sets Joker on his feet.  “How’d you undo the strap?” he wonders.

“Where is he?” Joker asks, and Flag can make out a tremor in his voice.

“He stayed behind so we could get you out,” Flag says.  “Wonder Woman offered us a ride, and the only place half of us had any resources was Gotham.”

Harley darts in just in time to cover Joker’s mouth with both hands to muffle a scream.  “No!” she scolds.  “No tantrums, no blood-curdling screams in the middle of the night, no laughing like a maniac and getting the attention of every asshole in the damn Bowery!”

When the screaming stops, Joker sways alarmingly, and they all reach to steady him (except Harley, who is wiping her palms on her pants with a look of utter disgust).

“Here, come on, let’s get you outta that,” Flag suggests, propping Joker up while Lawton starts unfastening things.

“That pretty little brain of yours got any suggestions yet?” Lawton asks as he works.

“Step one is always ‘get a crew,’” Joker says.  “I need a gun.”

Once he’s undone the last strap, Lawton pulls the straitjacket off and tosses it aside.  Then he holds out his own sidearm.

Joker smiles, but it’s a little limp, and his makeup is a tear-streaked, mask-smeared mess.  “Don’t flirt too hard, Gun Bunny; you know I’m taken.”

“Can’t blame a guy for tryin’, Mister J,” Lawton teases.  “Any thoughts on how we get your boy back?”

“Tons, sugar pie, tons.  Best one so far is finding out what the fuck is up at Arkham.  Anybody up for a break-in?  Me ‘n Harls know the place inside-out.”

“Fuck no,” Harley says again.  “Get your two-timing skank-ass the hell out, and don’t ever ask me for shit again.  You’re lucky I don’t take a sledgehammer to your damn balls.”

“So over-sensitive,” Joker says with a roll of his eyes.  “Gimme your phone, then.”

“No!”

“Then call Not-Jonny for me and tell ‘im I’m back in town.”

“His name’s Mike, you douchebag.  Whyn’tcha just waltz in the front door and do it yerself?” Harley counters smugly.  “Thaaaaat’s right, half your crew saw you melt in a cheesy puddle at Batman’s feet.  Well, they’re Mikey’s crew now, Puddin’.”

Joker headbutts her before anyone can stop him.  “I am not your goddamn Puddin’ anymore!” he snarls while she clutches her nose and swears.  Huntress has a knife in her hand, suddenly, and a look in her eyes like she’s deciding who to stab first.

But Lawton has a good grip on Joker, and curls him into an almost-hug.  “Come on, man, we need all the help we can get, relationship bullshit aside—”

“It’d serve you right if I called Satan up right now and had her haul you off to stick in some cage so you could sing pretty for him every time he did what she told him to,” Harley spits as she pinches her bleeding nose.  “And it’d be all your fault, too, for givin’ in like you did.  She never coulda got you in the first place if you hadn’t let him take you to Arkham.”

Just like that, all the fight goes out of him.  He sags in Lawton’s grip and hoarsely says, “He made me promise.  I told him not to come anymore.  I told him to stay away.  It’s not my fault.  I told him.”

Flag stifles a sigh.  Joker’s not going to do or say anything helpful while he’s in a guilty funk, so he turns his attention back to Harley.  “Quinn,” he says.  “You’re seriously not interested in helping us find out what Waller’s got this shady new Arkham staff doing to your girlfriend, even knowing we can use that leverage to save your home town’s favorite vigilante and end up looking like heroes while we beat the shit outta people?  Just because your ex is a drama queen?”

She pouts at him like a rich teenager being told she can’t have a Ferrari for her birthday. “He lied to me!” she says triumphantly (must have been trying to think of something besides ‘drama queen’).

“Bullshit, I never lie,” Joker says in a flat, bored tone.

Rolling his eyes, Lawton turns the man until he’s nominally facing Harley.

“The Arkham sessions?  When you talked so much about ‘feeling a soul-deep connection’?”

“Did I ever say I was talking about you?  I thought you understood—you told me you understood.  So who’s the liar, Harley?”

She stands there, glaring and pissed off, and she cries a little.  And then she takes a breath, wipes her eyes, and says, “What the hell do you see in a guy who took twenty years to figure out he was in love with you?”

“He hurts me juuuuust right,” Joker replies, and it’s hard to tell if it’s serious or teasing.  Then he grins his perturbing shark-grin and adds, “Plus, he scares the shit outta me, and I’ve never been scared of anything.  So that’s pretty hot.”

Harley gives a tired laugh.  “Jesus, you’re messed up.  Fine.  Jailbreak or smash-n-grab?”

“Why not both?” says Huntress.

“Whatchu talkin’ ‘bout?” Croc counters in a decent Gary Coleman impression.

“Harley, you said your ex used to be a big deal before he got put away again, so…why not have them do a high-profile break-out while the Birds of Prey do a low-profile break-in?”

“And nobody would think it’s weird that some semi-famous guy is busting out a bunch of randos?” Ratcatcher says, confused.  (“Semi-famous!” Joker squawks.)

Digger shrugs.  “Who can fathom the mad whims of the Clown Prince of Crime?”

Joker tilts his head.  “Who’s in maxsec besides Ivy?  Are Eddie and Tetch still there?”

Harley nods.  “And yer boy nabbed Harv two weeks ago, and Arnie had a little whoopsie at Blackgate and ended up back in Arkham, too.”

Joker goes perfectly still—Flag can’t decide if it’s stupid or brave that Lawton still has a grip on him.

Harley makes a smug face again.  “Scarface is in PE.”

“Patient personal effects,” Flag says as Croc and Ratcatcher both bemusedly echo the abbreviation.

Joker chuckles, and Harley hurriedly covers his mouth again as he dissolves into hysterics.

“I see those gears turnin’,” Flag comments.  “What’s the plan, princess?”

Harley wipes her hands again. “Scarface ‘n Mister J have been old buds since they took down Carmine Falcone together.  Scarface wanted the turf, and Mister J just wanted to beat the old man’s face in with a blender.”

“Because he shot your man,” Digger says like he finally understands something that’s been puzzling him.  “Falcone was all proud and shit, ‘oh, I shot Batman, I shot Batman, I’m so cool, you bitches should work for me’ and then BAM, they find him crucified on his son’s car with hamburger where his face used to be.  So we’re recruiting Scarface?”

“That whacko?” laughs Harley.  “Nuh-nuh-no.  Pretend you’re there for him and Eddie; let them run around loose, making mayhem; rescue my Pammy; and bug out.  Meanwhile, the quality will be heistin’ the computers, looking for whatever we can get on Strange, his new doctors, and whatever drugs they’re testing.  Montoya knows what kinda stuff holds up.  And if anything goes hinky, Canary can just knock ‘em flat.”

Joker just calmly points to Harley.  “What she said.  Dirty deets depend on whether I can get my mitts on my chemistry set.  Let’s go see Not-Jonny.”

“You up to it?” Lawton asks.  “We could get some sleep and some food, first, let the rest of that nasty shit work its way outta your system…she won’t dare treat him like she treats us, so we got some time.”

“I wanna wear my own clothes again,” Joker says.

Yeah, they’ve all been there.

“Okay,” says Flag.  “Mikey first.”

Harley wiggles a phone with a vibrantly over-decorated case.  “He’s at your place with the boys.  I told him I was sendin’ a surprise that’s just to die for.”  And she flashes her own version of Joker’s not-really-happy-but-actually-murderous shark grin.

Flag nods.  “Jones, Arcee, stay here to keep these lovely ladies safe in case Waller tracked us.”

“No fracking way!” says Ratcatcher.  “This is gonna be hella-mega-epic.  I wanna watch Mister J school these fools for not believing in the power of love.”

“Well, too bad, because none of us is going anywhere alone, even Croc, so—”

“I’ll stay here!” Digger volunteers immediately.  “I’m an absolute coward, Flag, you know that…  And anyhow, I figure me ‘n Harl can catch up.”

“He wishes,” snickers Ratcatcher, making primitive lewd gestures with her hands.

“Fine, whatever!” Flag consents.  “Let’s get moving.”

.End.

[dalenthas]

I just watched Birds of Prey and the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn. Overall, I liked it. It didn't blow my socks off, but it was far and away better than it's predecessor Suicide Squad. I will say that it's definitely a Harley Quinn movie, the Birds are guest stars. Let's go character by character:

Harley herself is Fantabulous. She very much carries the movie, much of it is from her point of view and she narrates the story. Not all of her jokes hit for me, but enough of them did for me to find the movie funny. She's a total badass, with several feats that border on super human.

Renee Montoya gets probably the second most screen time. She doesn't get a whole lot of character development, but she fills her role well. She's openly gay, with her ex girlfriend playing a minor role. Notably though, the only way we know that she's her ex is the narrator tells us, something that could easily be changed for homophobic foreign markets ::coughChinacough::.

Black Canary gets the third most screen time, and she fucking nails it. The actress (I'm sorry I've forgotten her name) is extremely competent, carrying a lot of the more serious and emotional scenes of the movie. Her character arc is probably the most clearly defined, going from someone willing to turn a blind eye in order to get by to someone who refuses to be a bystander.

Huntress gets the least screen time, but she uses it well. She spends the first half of the movie as a mysterious force that comes in, kills some people, then disappears. She seems like she's from a different movie and kinda tripped over this one, which I found quite amusing. I'm pretty sure that using footage they already had, they could've refocused the movie on her story in editing, they would've just needed her to record some VO to make her the narrator.

Cassandra Cain... Has the same name as a character in the comics. That's pretty much the only thing that they have in common. She's a fine character in this movie, I just kinda wish they'd named her something else. My recommendation to the studio would be to make a movie that has a more comics accurate Cass with a different actress and pretend that this character just coincidentally has the same name, maybe make a joke or plot point out of it.

Oh, I almost forgot to mention the villain. Ewan MacGregor plays a good psychopath. Not much else to say about it.

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Directed by: Cathy Yan

Written by: Christina Hodson

Starring: Margot Robbie, Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Jurnee Smollett-Bell, Rosie Perez, Chris Messina, Ewan McGregor

Review by: Eric Joseph

Summary

Somewhat capitalizing on the success of 2016’s Suicide Squad, Margot Robbie returns as Harley Quinn in an ensemble tale that kind of functions as a solo adventure all at the same time. The Clown Princess of Crime may share the screen with several other DC favorites, sure, but it still feels like it’s her movie in the end. Think of how Steve Rogers remained the central character in Captain America: Civil War amid guest stars galore, and you have somewhat of a decent parallel here – albeit with a much smaller cast, of course.

Unfortunately, Birds of Prey didn’t rake in the box office dough it should have, but we can only hope that more people discover it once the home video release hits shelves. In my view, this film turned out much better than I’d anticipated, so I’m going to tell you why it’s worth your time and money. Questionable marketing, costume choices, and an unnecessarily long title that should have been simplified to “Harley Quinn and the Birds of Prey” in the first place were likely the biggest factors contributing to financial shortcomings, although there’s nothing we can do about any of those at this point.

Basically, the story follows Harley Quinn, Huntress, Black Canary and Renee Montoya as they call come together while the villainous Black Mask and Victor Zsasz hunt the human MacGuffin that is Cassandra Cain. I won’t spoil why they’re pursuing said child in case you haven’t seen the picture for yourself, but that’s the gist of it.

Positives 

The greatest positive to mention is that of the gal whose name is included in the title itself: Harley Quinn. Like I said, this is damn near a Harley solo film, although I can’t complain too much because Margot Robbie simply knocks it out of the park. It’s as if Suicide Squad were the appetizer and Birds of Prey is the main course. Her performance is spot-on, and I can tell she put a lot of effort and research into every onscreen decision she made while inhabiting the character’s skin. My guess is that she’d just begun reading the comics while filming Suicide Squad, and then read a lot more in the time since. I know for a fact that she’s become a fan of the source material, and it really shows.

In fact, I must say that the rest of the main cast did commendable jobs with the roles they landed – even if some of those portrayals were questionable. Well, any missteps when it came to characterization weren’t their fault, as actors just play with the scripts they’re given. We’ll pick up on that point when we get to the “negatives” part of this review, alright?

Actually, it could be argued that some gripes can be tolerated when the end product turns out so well. The narrative itself unfolds in nonlinear fashion, yet it comes across as quite smooth. It’s a far cry from the editing nightmare that was Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice‘s theatrical cut, that’s for sure.

If anyone deserves a round of high fives, it’s 87eleven, the stunt team who choreographed the stellar action sequences. There’s a very good reason why the fight scenes are on par with John Wick films – and that’s because the same talented folks just mentioned worked on those. Here’s hoping they’re brought aboard for more DC projects in the future, particularly anything having to do with Batman.

K.K. Barrett and his production design crew also warrant a tip of the hat. I’m aware that they wanted their Gotham City to look different and more realistic, but it’s my belief they achieved something closer to the comics than anything lensed by Christopher Nolan and Zack Snyder. Not meaning to knock what those guys did, but their Gothams simply looked like everyday major cities. Gotham City is a character unto itself, and that’s something I haven’t seen portrayed to the fullest extent outside of the Tim Burton-Joel Schumacher era and the Gotham TV series. But here, we’re transported to Black Mask’s nightclub, an eerie amusement park and otherworldly pier that look like they were plucked from Batman: The Animated Series, with daytime romps through the city forcing me to recall something like the Burnside borough from the comics.

And when it comes to supplemental content, WB sure didn’t skimp on that for the Blu-ray release. I recommend checking out “Birds Eye View Mode” for your second viewing of the feature presentation, as it is essentially a video commentary, behind-the-scenes tour, and pop-up video-style factoid dropper all rolled into one. Beyond that, there are featurettes that delve into production design, stunts, costuming and much more.

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Negatives

Okay, here’s where I have to get dead serious.

My first airing of grievances has to be directed at costuming. That particular department may have wanted to avoid skimpy spandex outfits and “onesies” as they put it, but not many characters in this movie are recognizable to readers of comics. Although most people flocking to theaters don’t actually read the books, the core audience will kickoff the snowball effect of advance poor word of mouth without fail, and that definitely happened well before opening weekend this past February.

Now, I’m not saying Mary Elizabeth Winstead had to run around in a singlet as if she were going for a swim, but they could’ve figured out some sort of tactical gear akin to the blueprint laid by comic book artists. If other movies in the genre can do it, why couldn’t this one? And when she finally does don the black and purple complemented by a white cross, it’s in a tracksuit-type whatever-it-is that looks like it was ordered online and arrived several sizes too big. You see, this is what grinds the gears of diehard fans. If their familiar getup is supposedly so impractical and unfavorable to women, then Harley Quinn and Black Canary wouldn’t be cosplayed ad infinitum worldwide, would they?

Now, I’m not going to do likewise for every other character – save for Harley, who couldn’t even wear her familiar red and black color scheme – but there’s a reason why I singled out Huntress: I’d been waiting years for her to come to the silver screen. Not only that, but both the Birds of Prey and Arrow TV series had already struck out when it came to her costume, so that’s why I had high hopes for this. And to be clear, I have no criticisms of Ms. Winstead herself; the casting department found the right actress. It’s just that they missed the mark with her gear.

As for poor characterization mentioned earlier, I can’t fathom how Black Mask and Cassandra Cain got so f—ed up. The former would be more aptly described as “Black Mascara” and the latter is not the disabled hero who once took up cape and cowl as Batgirl in the comics. I’d go as far to say they could’ve called her “Jimmy Olsen” and it wouldn’t have made a difference. Really, why mess up them both when every other major character in this production was pretty much nailed from a writing standpoint? But that’s Hollywood, baby, and they know better than you or I.

Verdict

In the case of Birds of Prey (And The Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn), the pros far outweigh the cons. Trust me when I say this film is a must-see for fans of Harley Quinn and DC Comics in general, so do yourself a favor and pick it up on whatever home video format you prefer. It’s insane, R-rated fun on the same level as Deadpool, so fingers remain crossed that this finds the larger audience it deserves.

Blu-ray Review: Birds Of Prey (And The Fantabulous Emancipation Of One Harley Quinn) Directed by: Cathy Yan Written by: Christina Hodson Starring: Margot Robbie, Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Jurnee Smollett-Bell, Rosie Perez, Chris Messina, Ewan McGregor…

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Thoughts on Birds of Prey

I’ve been trying to pinpoint my thoughts on Birds of Prey and why it both surprised me and disappointed me. On one hand, this is a perfectly enjoyable movie. The cast is obviously having a blast and they all do excellent jobs in their roles. Margot Robbie is acing the role as Harley and its obviously her movie. Winstead steals every scene she’s in as Huntress, which is unfortunately far too few. Chris Messina and Ewan McGregor are a blast as Zsasz and Black Mask respectively. Perez, Smollet, and Basco also do an excellent job in their roles. The humor is actually funny for the most part and the action is some of the best in a DCEU movie till date. Its extremely well choreographed. Its also bright and colorful and it moves at a brisk pace and doesn’t overstay its welcome. But by the end of the movie, it does feel like a whole bunch of empty calories. The sort of movie you enjoy and then forget.

The film is unfortunately very light on plot and characterization. The plot is about as basic as can get which is not a problem if characterization is the focus. Unfortunately, that’s not really the case. While the actors are all excellent, their characters are all painted in broad strokes. Harley Quinn has easily the most characterization but it also really relies on the audience knowing the Joker and Harley relationship to understand what she’s getting emancipated from. Its not as if Suicide Squad even gave all that much screen time to the relationship to show how abusive it was. In fact it showed more of their codependency than Joker’s lack of concern towards her. So, any non comic readers might not really catch on to the whole emancipation storyline outside the broad strokes of her not having protection of the Joker. Montoya is just another overlooked female cop and Huntress is just an assassin looking for revenge. Black Canary had some potential but she ends up spending most of the movie standing in the background while Victor and Roman commit atrocities. Cassandra Cain is also the stereotypical street smart kid. I was confused as to the point of her being Cassandra. She couldn’t possibly be any further from the comic character barring ethnicity. Its a strange decision that doesn’t have any reasoning behind it barring name value and I don’t think Cassandra Cain carries that much name value separately in a movie that already has Harley Quinn, Black Canary, and Huntress. So it comes off kind of pointless. Even the two villains are just plain evil guys, with no texture to it. Harley even makes a quip about how Roman isn’t all that complicated. Since, there isn’t much to the plot or characterization, the film feels a little hollow.

As a result, overall the film is neither here nor there. Its certainly an enjoyable and well made movie, but its also remarkably unmemorable. I say that because all DCEU movies before this have been memorable in either a good or bad way. Even Suicide Squad was such a spectacular mess, that it stayed with me as to how confusing it was. BvS for how spectacularly it failed in its very lofty ambitions. Its closest to Justice League in that way but even that was remarkable in how WB managed to make such a meh movie with all the best DC heroes. I do think Cathy Yan has done a good job and I would look forward to a proper Birds of Prey movie made by her, because let’s face it, this was a Harley Quinn movie guest starring the Birds of Prey. I do think the concept has a lot of potential with this cast. Also, as I mentioned in my first sentence, I was both surprised and disappointed. My disappointments have already been explained but given how much of a trainwreck the marketing campaign was, I was expecting it to be terrible. Overall, I’d give this like a 6.5-7/10

[thelondonwhisperer]

Margot Robbie and cast launch Birds of Prey roller disco in London

28th January 2020 

Margot Robbie, Mary Elizabeth Winstead and Jurnee Smollett-Bell attend the Harley Quinn pop-up roller disco to celebrate upcoming film Birds of Prey (and The Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn). 

The pop-up is open to the public Tuesday 28th – Thursday 30th January at the Steel Yard nightclub near Cannon Street. The fantabulous free immersive event has opened its doors to the public ahead of the release of the film in UK cinemas on 7th February. 

The club has been transformed into the colour-pop world of DC’s girl gang of antiheroes. The centrepiece of the event is a Roller Disco - a feast of neon and day-glo, where guests can skate to a soundtrack inspired by the film. 

There’s plenty of selfie opportunities and gif cameras. Test your strength with a hi-striker or chill out with Birds of Prey themed cocktails.

The Queen of Mayhem - Jagermeister, Koko Kanu rum, raspberry puree, coconut cream, lime and pineapple juice

The Harley Quinn - gin, orange liqueur, prosecco

The launch night had a Papa John’s pizza station (I am in love with the Sheese vegan cheese), a pic ‘n’ mix sweet stand and a candy floss machine.

Downstairs, Urban Decay were creating Harley Quinn inspired makeovers for guests, readying them for the selfie boards. 

On the other side of the room, custom-printed Birds of Prey totes were being made.

Celebrities such as Love Island-ers Michael Griffiths and Jordan Hames enjoyed the night’s entertainment.

Tickets are available at https://www.eventbrite.co.uk/e/harley-quinns-roller-disco-tickets-89019703329

 FACT BOX

·        HARLEY QUINN’S ROLLER DISCO opens to the public for a limited time from Tuesday 28th of January

·        Filming and photography will be taking place at the event

·        Participants must be 18 years old and older and will be required to sign a waiver and release before skating

·        Experience slots last 1 hour

ABOUT THE FILM

You ever hear the one about the cop, the songbird, the psycho and the mafia princess?  “Birds of Prey (And the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn)” is a twisted tale told by Harley herself, as only Harley can tell it.  When Gotham’s most nefariously narcissistic villain, Roman Sionis, and his zealous right-hand, Zsasz, put a target on a young girl named Cass, the city is turned upside down looking for her.  Harley, Huntress, Black Canary and Renee Montoya’s paths collide, and the unlikely foursome have no choice but to team up to take Roman down. 

In the Warner Bros. Pictures film, Margot Robbie (“I, Tonya”) returns as Harley Quinn, alongside Mary Elizabeth Winstead (“10 Cloverfield Lane,” TV’s “Fargo”) as Huntress; Jurnee Smollett-Bell (HBO’s “True Blood”) as Black Canary; Rosie Perez (“Fearless,” “Pitch Perfect 2”) as Renee Montoya; Chris Messina (“Argo,” TV’s “Sharp Objects”) as Victor Zsasz; and Ewan McGregor (upcoming “Doctor Sleep,” the “Trainspotting” films) as Roman Sionis.  Newcomer Ella Jay Basco also stars as Cassandra “Cass” Cain in her feature film debut.

Directed by Cathy Yan (��Dead Pigs”) from a script by Christina Hodson (“Bumblebee”), the film is based on characters from DC.  Robbie also produced, alongside Bryan Unkeless and Sue Kroll.  The film’s executive producers are Walter Hamada, Galen Vaisman, Geoff Johns, Hans Ritter and David Ayer.

Joining Yan behind the scenes was a creative team comprised of director of photography Matthew Libatique (“A Star Is Born,” “Venom”); production designer K.K. Barrett (“Her”); editor Jay Cassidy (“American Hustle,” “Silver Linings Playbook”) and editor Evan Schiff (“John Wick Chapters 2 & 3”); and costume designer Erin Benach (“A Star Is Born”).  The music is by Daniel Pemberton (“Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse”).

 Warner Bros. Pictures Presents a LuckyChap Entertainment Production, a Clubhouse Pictures Production, a Kroll & Co. Entertainment Production, “Birds of Prey (and the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn).”  Opening in theatres and IMAX, the film will be distributed by Warner Bros. Pictures.

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