After seeing SS, my brother said that for all BvS’ faults, it was at least a structured movie. Suicide Squad, not so much, and it’s not hard to see why he’d say that:
Characters don’t really grow or go through any kind of journey, they just fight together and suddenly change their minds with little reason behind it. They try to ennoble Deadshot by giving him a daughter to dote upon, but then he says that his profession prevents emotional attachment. Diablo just decides that a bunch of other convicts are now his family because he needs to use his flames. Ripcord or whatever his name was, was just there to die, Harley was there to appeal to her fans in two ways, her mere presence, and being in her underwear-slash-bending over in short pants. Boomerang’s “unicorn fetish” felt like a desperate attempt to emulate Deadpool. Katana is there so they can use another obscure character. Enchantress–ugh, Enchantress. So much wrong here beyond her awkward belly-dancing I can’t bring myself to elaborate without watching the movie again, and I really don’t feel like doing that.
Gangsta Joker? No thank you. Leto’s antics to “get into character” certain didn’t help.
The story barely holds itself together. The characters form a bond from basically nothing. Harley’s line about them being “bad guys” and how they should own it, sort of falls flat when their deepest desires are for a chance at normality (not all of them, granted).
I will say that Croc’s make-up was done very well, and in many ways it was more entertaining than BvS or MoS–though let’s face it, those aren’t exactly high bars to begin with. I would not say it’s a “good movie”, regardless of its net profits. Though, that isn’t to say a sequel can’t be better.