Joker: Folie à Deux

Joker: Folie a Deux is a masterpiece. Not a once-in-a-generation masterpiece but an ambitious and emotionally intelligent film that challenges everything it touches.

I was often bored, occasionally disgusted and only mildly entertained.

Set on tediously considering its predecessor, Joker: Folie à Deux offers nothing to the franchise.

Dramatically inert, devoting 138 very deliberate minutes to revealing what was undeniable from the first film.

It is a very strange film... and I mean that as a compliment.

The falloff in quality from "Joker," a genuinely searing innovation in comic-book movies, to this one is so steep that it’s comparable to the dropoff between “The Hangover” and “The Hangover Part II.”

A tedious legal drama bolstered by dull musical numbers that lacks the audacity of its predecessor. [Full Review in Spanish]

Longer than it should be (it clocks in at 138 minutes), “Joker: Folie a Deux” is toilet paper on the shoe of a film that had a unique rhythm and an original point of view.

How dark and depressing is this movie? Let’s put it this way: If “Seven” had musical numbers, it might get to where “Joker: Folie à Deux” has set up shop.

Joaquin Phoenix and Lady Gaga give incredible performances as the Joker and Lee, but the overall story feels more like an Epilogue and not a standalone film.