Talking with a friend, I said the following:
I saw it Monday, and we had the theater to ourselves. Every part of this movie is perfection – the direction, the cinematography, the music, and especially the acting. It’s a bleak, difficult to watch movie because of its accurate portrayal of mental illness and the general nastiness of humanity, but Joaquin’s performance alone is worth the admission. I’ve never seen so much communicated through so simple a gesture or glance. His pre-Joker clowning draws heavily on Charlie Chaplin, Marcel Marceau, Lindsay Kemp, etc. and when he finally transforms into the Joker it’s creaturey, androgynous and sublime. Don’t believe the hype – this movie fiercely resists being pigeonholed into the service of any ideology or political movement though everyone – inside the movie and out of it – attempts to do so anyway. Its only message is this is what a world without compassion looks like. Treat each other better.