Birds of Prey is like an acid trip. Before you jump to conclusions, that wasn’t exactly a compliment. Depending on your connection with the characters featured throughout, Birds of Prey: And the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn (say that three times fast… go on, I dare you!) is either a bad acid trip or a good one. For all of its loud, adrenaline-filled action, it seemed to be missing a certain something that would leave you wanting more… or make you care if there is going to be a sequel.