Dreary, pointless, angst-ridden garbage, this movie was impossible to watch. Neither Joaquin Phoenix's acting talent, nor Lady Gaga's vocal skills, can save this Looney Tunes musical from hell. Near the end of this interminable rubbish heap, Arthur Fleck plaintively sings "Ne Me Quitte Pas" -- as if Joaquin Phoenix knows he needs to beg theater audiences not to walk out. There is no deeper meaning here to look for -- only the abyss.
