i didn’t know a film like this existed. we are so rarely ever allowed to exist so transgressively and decadently, with such impressionism and sheer finesse, on mainstream screens—let alone in avant-garde spaces. a fucking masterclass of anachronisms and visual poetry that spills it’s chardonnay to illustrate the only time in history where the culture was both at its most lit and at its most ashamed, and like a fairytale, it never overstays its welcome (though nobody would be mad…

"Joker: Folie à Deux" is a focusless, rough sketch of what a sequel to arguably one of the most memorable and impactful movies of the late 2010s could be. It's technical aspects are perfect, but its screenplay's inability to justify its existence with a captivating extension of the socio-economic themes explored in its predecessor dampens it beyond repair.

We're left with a shocking character assassination and beautiful but unrelated musical set pieces—if you could even call them that, since they…