Dear Jared Leto,
You’re a great actor. In Fight Club, Requiem for a Dream, Dallas Buyers Club and even Panic Room, you gave your all to each role. And I’ll admit, I have a soft spot for 30 Seconds To Mars as a band to listen to when I want to revert to my mopey teenage years. When it was announced that you would be taking the role of the Joker in the film adaptation of Suicide Squad, I kept an open mind. After all, Heath Ledger was known as a teen heart throb when he took the role in The Dark Knight and although he sadly passed away before the film’s release, his portrayal of the anarchic, unbalanced Joker remains iconic to this day – much to the chagrin of some of the hardcore fanbase. I gave you a chance. I wanted you to prove them all wrong.
Even when your costume and makeup were revealed for the first time, I tried to tell myself that it was a different universe to what we were used to so naturally there would be some changes. Sure, you looked like a juggalo, but I had faith. I had faith in you as an actor, Jared Leto.
But now, I want you to stop. Please stop, Jared Leto.
Not a day goes by when I haven’t heard yet another story involving your LOL CRAZY antics on the set. Most recently, he has sent used condoms and anal beads to his fellow cast-mates as well as sending a live rat to Margot Robbie (Harley Quinn) and a dead pig filled with bullets to the rest of the cast. You read that right, used condoms. Aside from the fact that could count as sexual assault, it’s also just fucking gross. I actually retched a little when I read that.
We were barely into 2016 when tales from the set started to ripple through social media and not so surprisingly, a meme was born.
This quote from the Daily Dot sums his character up really well;
By trying to make the Joker look as dangerous and subversive as possible, Jared Leto and David Ayer accidentally rebooted the character as a teenage boy who just found out about Banksy and likes to quote Hunter S. Thompson to girls at parties. He literally has the word “damaged” tattooed on his forehead. So edgy.
Leto claims to be a method actor, and all of these ‘shenanigans’ could well be part of his ‘method’. But if this is supposed to be in-character to the Joker, what does this say of his perception of a dark, complex character? Would the Joker send filthy, jizz-filled rubbers to people? I’d like to think that sort of thing is way beneath him. Would he send a live rat to his Harley? Hell no, he’d just push her out of a window.
DO NOT PUSH MARGOT ROBBIE OUT OF A WINDOW, LETO.
And all these cringey little snippets into the ‘twisted’ mind of the Joker that he spouts… he sounds like a scene guy from the MySpace days. You know the one, his profile had the quote “They laugh at me because I’m different, I laugh at them because they’re all the same” somewhere on his page. He’s not scary. I still see kids like this when I play Magic, and I laugh because if they started a fight with anyone they’d be on their arse before they could even get their cheap knuckledusters out of their checkered Vans backpack that hangs past their knees.
Jared Leto, please stop all this bullshit. If the weight of your acting relies on you pulling stunts like this, then don’t be surprised if people don’t take you seriously. The late Heath Ledger perfected his performance through a journal that is reportedly truly dark and upsetting, and some people say to this day that he got so far into the character that he could never drag himself back out. But he was phenomenal.
I urge you Mr Leto to just get this film done and go away for a little while. AND STOP SENDING DEAD ANIMALS AND OTHER GROSS THINGS TO PEOPLE. Seriously, if you weren’t famous you’d have been arrested.
Claire (Mark Hamill is My Joker) Stephenson
Claire is a foul-mouthed British twenty-something who spends most of her time pretending to be an adult. Her nerd status started from an early age with her dad’s love of sci-fi and developed through a love of gaming, reading and horror. As well as volunteering for a charity, Claire writes about her life with borderline personality disorder (BPD) and mental health over at her blog, as well as tweeting nonsense over as @MouthAndSpoons. The dream is to either make it as a successful writer, or go into mental health research. She lives at home with her equally nerdy husband, their dog Lady, cat Pip and a lot of fish.