Movie Madness: Mad Max -Fury Road
It’s been quite a while since George Miller directed the early Mad Max movies. They were original in regards to post-apocalyptic conditions, and a view of mankind’s fate. Now he brings Mad Max: Fury Road to the screen and it’s a non-stop two hour car chase of horror. My head hurts. I can’t say I hated the movie completely, but I cannot recommend it. The effects and filmmaking are terrific – conditions are bleak and the desert is compellingly stark. The key word is survival. That’s what people are doing, as they work at the Citadel for the man they worship – Joe. How this man got the power? Not sure. He’s harnessed the water. He controls crops. He has a special group of girls who are the breeders. Otherwise, the gas boys, et al are the grunts – practically part of the elaborate machinery, the cogs and wheels - that run the place.
Max (a brooding Tom Hardy) still has flashbacks to kids and people he couldn’t save before. Now independent, he’s captured by Joe’s gang, but manages to escape when that group chases Furiosa (Charlize Theron). She’s managed to help the breeder girls escape and she’s hoping to find a memory of green land – a safe haven. So Max is on board her war rig and they flee through the desert with non-stop war machines assaulting them. There is no break. There is no stop for reflection. There is no humor whatsoever in this film.
I’ve read where this is a feminist manifesto, and yes plenty of girl power is shown, and yet I don’t see the point. Maybe if there’s another Mad Max flick, I’d like to see where the women have changed the war mentality, not joined it. I’m afraid I would not fare well in an apocalyptic future as demonstrated by Mad Max: Fury Road. My husband said the movie needed a narrator…it needed something. All we need now is some aspirin and silence.
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