

So there was every reason to hope that building an entire movie around her would pay off in a big way.

Harley, who made her first DC Comics appearance in 1992, was obviously the best thing about “Suicide Squad,” the ramshackle smash of a 2016 DC movie caper. With her platinum-blonde hair split into tinted pigtails (one pink, one blue), her pasty face bedecked with tattoos of a small black heart and the word “ROTTEN,” and that light-up-the-room-with-insanity grin, she’s a psycho siren who teeters between vengeance and valor, turning one into the other. The inspired spark of Margot Robbie’s performance is that she plays Harley as a party girl who is also a total freak - the ringleader of her own playground. Her face, as much of an emblem as the Joker’s, is a pure fusion of glee and rage, the two melted into a mask of sick fun. (It beats therapy.) Harley talks like a gum-snapping Brooklyn kewpie doll out of a ’40s studio comedy, and it’s part of her possessed quality that she can size up someone’s psychological profile in a rapid-fire heartbeat, spewing the kind of analysis that people pay good money to hear. Early on, she gets closure on her fizzled relationship with the Joker by sending an oil truck speeding into a giant chemical refinery and blowing it sky high.

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A former psychiatrist who tumbled through a cracked looking glass when she fell for the Joker (one of her patients) and joined him in the underworld, she’s a glittering head case who look like a demented punk cheerleader and appears, against all odds, to be in full control of her ongoing mental breakdown. In “Birds of Prey,” Harley Quinn is a screw-loose avenger who suggests Uma Thurman in the “Kill Bill” films crossed with Ryan Reynolds in “Deadpool,” with a nod to Juliette Lewis in “Natural Born Killers” delivering that opening diner ass-thrashing to the sounds of L7’s “S-list.” Harley’s rock ‘n’ roll action moves are fast, loose and out of control, whether she’s snapping limbs in between bullet-time flips or charging through a police station blasting a gun that leaves the men around her collapsed in piles of multi-colored glitter.īut Harley’s mind, too, never stops racing.
