I can't give it any lower stars than this. This is not a rated R movie. This is an adulescent fanfiction writer's attempt at making big people films.
Calling this a rated R action film would place this film in the same company as Lethal weapon 1 and 2, and a host of other action films that defined their genre. This digitized trash can is an atrocity of modernity. It is slapstick gore and murder for the sake of being edgy.
In the first few seconds of the film, you will wonder why anybody would listen to Amanda Waller. In the next half hour of the film, you will question if the writers of the film created this abomination as a garish obscenity towards comic book fans.
If you can get past the first half-hour of this idiocy congratulations, you are the perfect passive viewer Hollywood is looking for. I don't blame you; we're all looking for some interesting fun to take our minds off of reality right now. The problem is, this movie ain't it. Â
I would give this movie no stars if I could. Because I am positive the heavens closed their eyes and looked away when this abomination of narrative and ramble spewed forth from accursed frequencies and airwaves. No celestial light shinned down on this script. No, this movie is recycled tripe from top to bottom.
P.S. if you are wondering how stale this movie is, here is a spoiler. Deadshot and Bloodsport are the same damn character. This generic take is done 3 times now between, two films. In the words of animated John Lovitz, "It stinks".