It’s all Margot Robbie’s Fault

Suicide Squad, one of the most anticipated movies of the year, finally came out last week. Surprisingly, (at least for me) it took a lot of heat for sucking even with it’s supercast — Will Smith, Cara Delevingne, Viola Davis, and of course, the she-wolf of Wall Street, Margot Robbie.
Comments such as “plot wasn’t deep enough”, “bad character casting”, “uneven action distribution”, etc. plagued the web by critics and wannabes alike. SS received a horrible 5.9 with IGN, an embarrassing 40% with MetaCritic, and a abysmal 26% on Rotten Tomatoes. Wall Street Journal’s Joe Morgenstern delivered the (T)KO calling the anti-hero movie “trash”.
Hey DC people, I still think you guys should fire everyone and restructure. Your shit is getting old, boring and bland.

We finally went out to watch SS with my friends last night, and the movie wasn’t really that terrible (but I still stand by my statement to the DC dudes) Yeah, it wasn’t the deepest of stories, and on the predictability scale, I say it would be a 8/10; 10 being Filipino teleseryes.
For me, it was bad but I’m definitely coming from another angle — I’m blaming Harley.
Yes guys, it’s because of Harley Quinn — that one crazy bitch Barney Stinson wouldn’t be able to psychoanalyze his way into her pants.
What? Why? Three things. Let me explain.
She was such a complete (although beautiful) distraction

She made me forget the Suicide Squad storyline and made me focus on looking for her on every scene. Don’t get me wrong, Margot Robbie was a disappointment for the role; I don’t see her as the unanimous winner for the lady clown, but she was insanely hot!
Just when I start to get back to my groove with the action, this kind of scenes, which throws me off my game, come up:

Then this…

And this…

Maybe I’m exaggerating, but these were some of the scenes that rocked me off the plot. Hey, even when the Enchantress, Cara, was going around kissing everyone to make them her faceless soldiers, in my head, I was like “Bring back Harley!”
It was Focus on steroids
Remember the professional pick pocket duo movie of Margot and Will Smith? (It also didn’t do so well according to critics but I loved it; and it scored higher than SS on almost all movie review blogs/sites) All I was seeing was their unintentional(?) sexual tension between each other.
SS was like a Focus prequel on another universe where Will Smith was bald but still despises Jada.
Scenes like these:


And these…


…were basically 50% of what I saw from SS through my goggles.
C’mon, I know Margot’s hot but you guys could’ve instead used Alicia Vikander for the Harley role.
She pulled down the already beaten up Jared Leto Joker.

Yeah, Leto gunning for Heath Ledger’s crown as the Joker is a little farfetched but we expected more from the 30 Seconds to Mars lead.
Margot’s lackluster delivery of Harley’s psychotic attachment to Joker also failed Jared Leto, turning Harley into a one-sided bimbo jester focused on tactical strategies instead of the cerebral, sadistic sidekick that she is.
Margot Robbie was the biggest criminal of this movie.
I still love her, I just think she wasn’t right for the role.
Maybe I’m being harsh. Maybe you guys have another perspective. Tell me about it in the comments section! I’d love an exchange.