Superhero Movie Shenanigans: Margot Robbie Learns of Harley Quinn’s Death… From a Stranger!
Grab your popcorn, folks, because the cinematic universe just pulled another "Wait, what?!" moment straight out of a poorly-written sitcom! Yes, that’s right! While Margot Robbie, the dazzling actress who brings Harley Quinn to life with all the subtlety of an exploding watermelon, was busy promoting her latest flick The Suicide Squad (which, spoiler alert, is not actually related to the first one because why should we care about continuity?), she discovered a rather shocking plot twist that NO ONE bothered to inform her about.
In a plotline thicker than a squirrel in winter fur, apparently, Harley Quinn went from crazy in love to just… crazy-lined in the afterlife. In Zack Snyder’s Justice League—which I’m convinced was written during an episode of The Twilight Zone—Batman casually drops the news that Harley, Margot’s colorful alter ego, died in his arms. And guess what? Margot didn’t even know!
In a gripping interview that was worthy of an Oscar for Dramatic Irony, she exclaimed, "Whaaat?" as if someone had just told her that pineapple belongs on pizza (which, to be fair, is a valid concern). Yes, Margot, thank you, thank you for allowing us a front-row seat to this masterclass in tragic storytelling. You’d think Snyder could have at least sent a smoke signal or a carrier pigeon, but who needs communication when you can have a juicy plot twist instead?
What’s even better? DC’s communication game is so strong, it wouldn’t pass for a group chat among friends. Come to think of it, do they even have meetings? “Hey, guys, what’s the plan for the next movie?” “Dunno, drop a few random fatalities and hope for the best?”
And now, poor Margot is left hanging without a clue about her character’s next escapade. Does she get resurrected by a magic kazoo? Does she start a podcast called “Life After Death”? Who knows! The lack of information is as mind-numbing as trying to explain the DCEU timeline to a toddler.
So here’s a toast to DC—may your scripts be less bewildering and your communication be clearer than my Sunday morning hangover. And Margot, we’re rooting for you. Just make sure you keep your phone nearby because apparently, the next scoop about your character’s life or, um, lack thereof, might come from a random internet meme. Cheers! 🍿🎉
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We highly recommend reading both versions—one for the truth, and one for the chaotic energy you didn’t know you needed. 😆🔥
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