Yeeeeehaaaaaa! Wow! Err… Blimey! I’m not really sure…words… I’m just, wow! Now, everyone knows that Mad Max originally happened 30+ years ago before Mel Gibson, well, we know about Mel Gibson, too. Anyway, if you haven’t seen it what are you doing, go and see it immediately!
Have they gone? OK, good..
You know the plot, so I won’t rehash it. What I will say is, at the end of its two hour runtime, I stumbled from the cinema into the daylight, confused by my pre-apocalyptic surroundings and overwhelmed but what I’d just seen. I was simultaneously buzzing and exhausted. Mad Max: Fury Road – like its characters – is relentless. It just. Does. Not. Give. Up. While a seemingly never-ending stream of chases and fights might not sound that good, it it. It really is.
I loved the action, the scenery, the styling, the post industrial machines and vehicles, the characters, the adrenaline!
Something else about Mad Max that I whole-heartedly enjoyed, and would like to see more of in the genre: strong women. In fact, this could easily have been called Furiosa – the name of Charlize Theron’s character. I thought she took centre stage for much of the film, with Max sometimes propelling her story more than telling his own. And as much as I like Tom Hardy (that’s a lot, by the way), and as good a job as he does here, I thought it was Theron’s Furiosa who stole the show.
I also liked the two small bands of women – the young (unwilling) wives of the primary antagonist Immortan Joe, and the older women we meet along the way. While we didn’t learn much about them individually, collectively they represent something really positive and different. These women aren’t helpless damsels, they’re fighting for their own survival.
Anyway, while Mad Max: Fury Road isn’t quite perfect, it has a lot to offer and I I had a bloody good time with it. I can’t recall the last film that had me almost lost for words at the end (yes, I’ve clearly managed to find my words again, now!).