Mad Max:Fury Road is just about the most absurd film I’ve seen. Now I’m not talking about cringe-worthy absurd or stupid absurd, I’m talking bout crazy absurd. No film is like that or ever will be or has been. The world belongs to the mad; 6 Oscars definitely belongs to the mad. It features a 2.5 hour car-chase through the dusty dunes in Miller’s post-apocalyptic chasm, where factions desperately wrestle for control and milk straight from the woman’s boobs power super-vehicles and provide a sustainable source of energy. Characteristically Darwinian. You see drained out crazos blabbering words that can hardly be heard, except that they mean a whole lot more; A need for nourishment, food and water for the body is scarce, and leads to the faculties of man reduced to a single feral instinct. Bloodthirst. Backward. Animalistic. Anarchic. Mad Max will certainly divide it’s audience. I have to say though, that generally the ones who hate the film go in with a closed mind. Because even as I found it a little overboard, ludicrous, a little extraneous and utterly batshit crazy, I appreciated the film’s craft as it reveled in it’s ability to make significance of it’s dystopia. It’s not just crazy absurd, it’s crazy absurd with something to say.
Mad Max purpots the idea that the world has descended into full-blown chaos. The decrepit and vast deserts are dry and people are angry. They are furious! Four characters stand out. Tom Hardy plays Max Rockatansky, Charlize Theron plays Imperator Furiousa, Nicholas Hoult plays Nux and Hugh Keys-Byrne plays Immortan Joe. Among these and a slew of other wild characters lie a brewing pot of madness ready to explode into an unending chase. There’s not a doubt that Charlize Theron’s Furiosa is the main feature of the film. She and her sisterly band of escapees, dressed in stark white, eventually cross roads with Max and they find common ground in times where survival instinct is second to none. Certainly, George Miller’s decision to keep the tension throttling with his 2-hour chase through the desert is something to behold. Some movies scream for originality; Mad Max comes smashing in with dirt and rubble, monstrous vehicles flying everywhere, without ever being just an action movie. It rocks action and a sense of chaos that’s so outrageous and unbelievable.
Some find it hard to relate. They’re missing the point. Yes, indeed, even as environmental pollution hangs quietly behind the premise of the film (reinforced by the oscars acceptance speeches), it’s quite far-fetched to tie the film to current crises. Mad Max instead thrives on it’s Darwinian perspective. It isn’t a new theme in film, but Mad Max puts its own unique spin on it while still being able to capture the wildest imaginations of its viewers. Tell me this scene ain’t the shit. What in the fuck?!! 😲😲😲
“If I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die on the historic Fury Road!’ – Nux
You’ll come to realize that Mad Max is somewhat a feminist film. The heroine Furiosa taps into a repressed desire to break free from social chains and more specifically, the tyrannical hegemony of male dominance and selfish rule. Her group of friends also hold their own pretty well. Max (Tom Hardy) is more of a supporting character here, as he finds himself being tortured by both his inner demons as well as bloodthirsty people who’d love nothing more than to see to the end of the film’s heroes. I have to admit that the emotional side didn’t click as well as it was simply overshadowed by the madness of it all. Fans of action would get more than a kick out of it while people looking for something deeper might get a little lost.
There were times where I was quite shocked. You’d be surprised, blood spill, decapitation and death by impaling or crushing soon becomes nothing as you become desensitized, slowly and yet surely, to the violent and feral workings of this mad mad world. Even the creepy old dude with a metallic clutch ventilator-thingy, who sits ceremoniously at the head of his patriarchal empire, isn’t nearly as jaw-dropping as some of the things you’ll witness. Whatever the case may be, watch it even if you think you’ll hate it. It’s a tough as nails movie with powerfully enigmatic central characters that will remind you how scarcity can turn us all into creatures fueled by a single drive. And as a rebellion is sparked from the blistering anarchy of a divided land, redemption springs as a nobler cause, albeit one fraught with more loco blood-splattering violence and deranged zombiefied guitar-playing madness. Can our heroes escape from being slaves to the rhythm?
Rating: 7.5/10 George Miller has this talent for turning preposterous action sequences into scenes which make sense and flow pretty well. Camera angle, timing and editing is really really complex.
We are not things! We are not things!