The internet was rocked last night by the announcement that Warner Bros. is embarking on a Joker origin story, to be directed by … Todd Phillips? Who directed The Hangover trilogy? And that Martin Scorsese—yes, that Martin Scorsese—might produce? And, along with Phillips, Scott Silver--the guy who wrote 8 Mile--is on script duties. I’m not entirely convinced that this movie wasn’t borne out of some weird version of movie Mad Libs. Ooh! Or maybe WB’s studio execs were playing Boggle!
Regardless, the reaction to the Joker movie has been … uh … mixed. For one thing, the Joker’s been done to death. Jack Nicholson, Heath Ledger, Mark Hamill, Zach Galifianakis (LEGO Batman represent), Cesar Romero, uh … *reads smudged writing on hand* Jard Lotho. For another, part of what’s made the Joker so enduring is that his backstory is ambiguous. For another, JUST CALM DOWN WITH ORIGIN STORIES, JESUS CHRIST.
Needless to say, when I first saw this news, I was not particularly enthusiastic. But then an errant tweet crossed my timeline, and my life was changed forever:
Yes, that’s Jacob Tremblay, the little kid from Room, and yes, he should play Li’l Joker. Imagine it. Imagine how dumb it would be. Li’l Joker pushing people into sandboxes on the playground. Li’l Joker staying up past 9:30 and refusing to eat his green beans. Li’l Joker going HAM on Skee-ball at Chuck E. Cheese’s. Li'l Joker can do anything and get away with it. Just look at him.
Casting Jacob Tremblay as Li’l Joker is the only way that Warner Bros. will make me care about this movie. Look deep into his eyes. You know it’s right.