If you've gone to the theatre to see a 'comic book movie', it's highly likely that at the least you liked the movie, if not loved it. It's a very good movie evaluated in that sphere and I don't think it is going to get better than this. Which is I believe, indebted to Joaquin Phoenix. Frankly, he was my reason to see it in the big screen, but despite of that fact, I never remembered 'Joaquin Phoenix' -not even once- while I was watching it. And that's acting. Honestly, there is no need for some superlative adjective to praise his work.
Spoilers ahead.
However, whether you look from in or out of that sphere, in my opinion the problem with this movie starts with its forcefully underlined 'connections' to The King of Comedy and from there goes down as the context widens.
While Rupert Pupkin and Arthur Fleck seem to be complimenting to each other in a number of ways, they are actually fundamentally different characters. I'm not being hyperbolic. And that difference is pushing me to view the Joker movie from the 'fake conflicts built on bastardised notions' point which I tried to explain in the "Has Hollywood become too Dependent On Blockbuster films?" thread.
In a nutshell, both are in show business, comedy to be exact. They are both failures; described as 'losers' with bad family background. Thery are both abused by parents or parental figures, bullied... so on. I'm not trying to compare the characters or the movies in this sense.
But if we ask, who are these two people? How do they see the world they live in and what they make of it?
Rupert Pupkin is a man who is living in severe delusions of grandeur. He is so sure of his 'genius', he believes if he can get heard once, the world will be sorry for not worshipping him before and apologise their heart out. He is so broken, he is living in his delusions in a complete setting, 24/7. From fans to fame, the environmet he is living... Even when he commits a crime with Masha by abducting the tv star, the whole thing is an absurd tv show. Their sun glasses, the toy gun, the prompt cards... Every interaction he has, everything he does is a show presented as if on stage. He is not aware of the real world, he doesn't care about the real world. His story, his world is not about comedy, not about art, nor about the tv star he is supposedly obsessed over. It's all about HIM. It's about how everybody is so wrong about him. It's not the medium of his delusion, it is just fitting. And he wins in the end, he gets what he wants. He will live in that delusion until he dies. He will not kill anyone. He won't even be a threat to anyone. Is he a good man? No.
On the other hand, Arthur Fleck is living in the real world. In every aspect. He is not delusional. His world of comedy at its basic form, something he does despite of that horrifying, dark real world. When he 'sees things', he is hallucinating. It's like the last pocket of air, because he is suffocating and it is about a basic need of connecting with a woman. It's domestic. He is not living in delusions of being some super famous performer chased by fans in streets. He is a good man with bad luck. Nothing starts with him. It's not about him. It's about the world.
A character this aware, does he really transform into something else? He is still aware of everything real about the world he lives in, may be more than anyone. He is the same man, he just embraces that darkness. He never loses his hold on reality, esp. the understanding of fragility of what we call 'civilisation' and what that actually is; what people really are. That's his super power. That's what makes the Joker the most powerful and scariest villain ever existed. Because he is a real person, in a real world. Batman is not, he is. That's why he is also the most dangerous fictional character ever existed.
Rupert Pupkin serves the wheel turn, while Arthur Fleck is bent on breaking the shaft.
So what is it? As an ordinary person from the audience how am I expected to percieve these works in connection, in the time I live in and produce some meaning in what context of reality? What am I supposed to make of all of this in 10th of November, 2019?
Rupert Pupkin, white heterosexual male. He is a broken, delusional blue pill character, who reaches his dreams and 'happy life' via a caricaturised criminal scheme. He 'beats the system' and he gets lucky. If he had lived today, he wouldn't have been able to enter that building a second time. But then today, he wouldn't have tried to be a stand up comedian when he could have been some self help guru and reach people online easily. May be become a vlogger on conspiracy theories or make emotionally abusive videos to trigger young people and exploit them. He'll be wealthy and will have a life partner. He belongs to the 20th century, he continues to thrive in the 21st.
Arthur Fleck, white heterosexual male. He is a broken, realist red pill character, who does not want to reach any high dreams, but just to live his life where ever it may go. That's all he wants, a simple life. He never gets luck. He is always alone, broke, broken. He is hundreds of millions of men at this point. He becomes a mass murderer. He belongs to every period, every time and every culture.
Now, he is showing me that he is finally 'justified' in the 21st century. That's what this movie tells. The white heterosexual male figure, defined as the pillar of civilisation and the traditional villian/perpetrator of all times, saying, 'See, all I wanted was the simple old world I built, if I cannot have it, it will burn'.
And it is all fake. It's a fake grandstanding conflict. There is nothing real in it other than the pain. This movie is a sophisticated, delicious affirmation of the 'loser' men turned villians. And their pain.
Now we jump into my world, a real one, and I cannot tell you how childish it looks from this angle while it is pointing out to something real. Because none of the people who made this movie or the masses celebrate it for the fantasy affirmation it states, implies... actually live or ever lived in a male dominated culture. If they did, they would know that male is the first target and the victim in that culture, and that this is all pure, glorified BULLSH**.
Yeah, there is a lot to unpack in this post. I somehow trust people here that they can get more than I would try to express and make a mess of it.
I am angry with this movie as much as I loved it.