Birds of Prey (and the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn)
It may not be that surprising when I say I’m not exactly a fan of DC, either on movies or television. I’ve mentioned it before but I feel there’s a lack of humanity in their characters, like we’re supposed to relate to this heroes just because they have money or superpowers or are god-like beings and that’s it. Cool. But not enough for me.
I need something more, more Wonder Woman than Batman or Superman. Even though she has powers, there’s growth in her, a human side, an emotional development that none of the others managed to have. Grunting is not a feeling.
There’s no surprise as well that Birds of Prey got made, even less when the only good thing coming out of Suicide Squad was Harley Quinn herself. She may be nuts, but it’s the right amount of nuts, the amount anyone would like to have, which makes it easier for us to empathize with her. And they can try to add some more female characters, every single one of them great in their own way, but all the attentions turns to the amazing character Margot Robbie brought to life and that turned her into an instant movie icon.
This is exactly what DC needs, a little bit of crazy, a little bit of humanization, not taking themselves so seriously when they don’t need to… In fact, Wonder Woman got it exactly right, with a different tone but managed to balance every serious moment with some lighter ones. In Birds of Prey, the humor goes a bit further but it also manages to balance everything just right for the character they have and the story they want to tell.