If one fine day at the bar, sipping a bloody mary, you happen to overhear someone at the nearby table saying "hell, you'd be a perfect character for a Coen brothers film" to the young woman sitting with him, there's a good chance that he's a complete jerk. It's him: you've met The Cinephile. Tough luck, huh? Your palms start to sweat, your collar tightens, it's hot, and the drink suddenly tastes bitter. At that point, there are two things you can do: either beat the guy up, or laugh. Laugh? Yes, laugh. Laugh and the world laughs with you, cry and you cry alone.

There you go. Do you see the rating up there? Do you see what you're reading? Do you see where you're reading it? Do you realize you understood the Oldboy quote and already labeled it as "trite"? Good: the new Suicide Squad is perfect for the sensitive jerk that you are.

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