“I now get why the Suicide Squad movie stank.
See, this comic, it’s basically the same thing as that movie. Take that movie, switch a couple non-essential details, and you’ve got this book.
The book was a passable comic, but passable comics don’t make for great movies. They make for mediocre movies. You’ve gotta take the really big stories and make THEM into movies. Then you’ve got something. Thor in the Dark World? Eh. Thor: Ragnarok? Fun! Because it stole a bunch of stuff from Planet Hulk, maybe a little bit from Hulk: Future Imperfect. And probably some stuff from some Thor comics. I can’t be sure on that one.
Just like the movie, there’s a lot of potential here. But it feels like nobody knows what they’ve got. I’m sorry, I know people love to dress up as Harley Quinn at conventions. And I get it! But she’s like Ghost Rider. Awesome, iconic design, totally pointless stories. No nemesis of interest. She doesn’t really want anything.
Captain Boomerang? Deadshot? I mean, that dude’s really good at shooting shit? Big deal.
This movie/book can totally work, but you’ve just got to understand what you’ve got on your hands. Do we send clowngirl and shootie guy and Boomerang Dundee after an unstoppable superpower? No, man. We send them after something they could potentially handle.
The Suicide Squad concept makes sense. There’s probably some shit Superman’s not going to do. Is he going to bust up like, I don’t know, a drug cartel? Probably not. It’s the perfect sort of thing for the Suicide Squad to do! But instead they fight a magic witch or a crazed Kryptonian, which seems like something the good guys would do anyway, so what’s the point? What are they accomplishing that nobody else can or would?
The best part of this was Killer Croc nearly drowning in his own vomit, which was contained in his space helmet. That sounds like a slam, but it’s really not. I enjoyed that a lot. “