When I first saw Joker, I thought it was a excellent. But after seeing it for a second and third time… it’s a MASTAPEEEECE LADIES AND GENTLEMAN! You heard me right. A MASTAPEEEECE. Joaquin Phoenix’s performance is masterful and Oscar-Worthy, Todd Phillips’ directing is meticulous and powerful, the story is woven in such a way that makes every scene feel important and engaging, and then the cello fuckin kicks the shit out of you, and then the entire orchestra joins in and goes BUM BUM BUM BUMMMM, and then you get goosebumps, and then you feel glad that you got to see Joker in theaters. The message is poignant, but not in a vague sense. Don’t get me wrong, I love vague poignant stuff. One of my favorite movies is The Shining. But there is something so refreshing and exciting about a movie that has a message and just skewers it with the sharp blade of visual storytelling. Lots of movies poke and scratch, but Joker feels as if Todd Phillips was holding a sword to your chest and slowly adding more and more pressure to it over two and a half hours while staring deep into your soul and never breaking eye contact. I loved it. It’s like if Martin Scorsese directed Fight Club.
P.S: I have opinions on the movie’s controversy, but trying to form them into a cohesive thought sounds exhausting, so I won’t. They were great opinions though. You’ll just have to take my word for it.