Gore, dick jokes, double-entendres, more gore, giant talking sharks, friendly little rats, poop jokes, giant kaiju space starfish, and John Cena. Yep that’s pretty much our review for James Gunn’s love letter to war exploitation movies of the 70’s: The Suicide Squad. No one is safe from this review, so grab a coldie and lets do this thing while we talk about how David Dastmalchian needs to be in everything from here out.