Self-Inflicted Wounds: Suicide Squad, reviewed.

I was genuinely curious about Suicide Squad, because I admire many of writer-director David Ayer‘s films, and because I like the sturdy bad-guys-on-a-dangerous-mission premise in general. (I finally saw William Friedkin‘s 1977 thriller Sorcerer a few months ago, and I loved it.) But Suicide Squad is at least as awful as Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice, and probably would’ve been lousy even if a panicked studio hadn’t commissioned an edit from a company that specializes in trailers. Anyway, I performed an autopsy for NPR.While can’t endorse the movie, I strongly endorse my friend Neda Ulaby’s All Things Considered piece about Kim Yale, who co-wrote many issues of the late-80s Suicide Squad comic with her husband, John Ostrander. He gets shouted out in the movie in the form of a sign for the “John F. Ostrander Federal Building,” but Yale does not. I’m glad Neda stepped in to correct the record.

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