Todd Phillips’ The Joker (2019) is a tedious, derivative manifesto for the “woe is me” white American male.  “I haven’t been happy one minute of my entire f—ing life,” says Arthur Fleck (Joaquin Phoenix) and that sentiment is all too contagious while sitting through this self-pitying exercise of hackneyed seventh grade psychology. There’s more fun … Continue reading ALFRED EAKER VS. THE SUMMER BLOCKBUSTERS: JOKER (2019)