Director: George Miller
HOLY SHIT it’s another film that I’ve watched in the same year it was released, although I waited for the home video release… kind of wish I’d stirred myself to the cinema when it was on. I remember being sceptical about this when I first heard it was happening, and then the first trailer came out and I thought “oh”… perhaps my scepticism was unjustified after all. And then the film came out, everyone was blown away, and thousands of whining pissbaby MRAs all over the Internet managed to turn it into a sort of cultural phenomenon by screaming about it being full of women capable of standing up for themselves and actually outshining the title character… you know, a politically correct feminist conspiracy pretending to be an action movie. How could MEN be expected to tolerate this sort of thing? I did have that in mind when I handed over $25 for the Blu-ray at my local JB this afternoon, and was pleased by the thought that somewhere, some meninist shitbag was in agony because of me.
The film itself… MOTHERFUCKER. MM:FR pretty much lived up to the hype for me. I am not even remotely surprised somehow to discover George Miller had storyboarded the whole thing before he’d actually written the script, it is that sort of film; he envisaged it as more or less a continuous chase, and the film undeniably delivers on that intent. Plot… actually, you can barely really speak of this film as having one because the story is so thin, and serves primarily as a loose framework for Shit Blowing Up (which shit does, with remarkably few pauses for breath over two hours—AND mostly using actual practical effects rather than just CGI). And that’s fine. Fury Road is one of those style-over-substance films where the style actually becomes the substance, and what style it is, too; Miller drew cinematographer John Seale out of retirement to shoot this and it looks jaw-dropping, and the grotesquery of the wasteland’s various people just adds to that, giving the whole thing a fairly batshit semi-surreal vibe. If you can overlook the barely-thereness of the story (and the fact that, to be honest, Tom Hardy’s Max actually does kind of pale next to Charlize Theron’s Furiosa; Max remains a somewhat distant character throughout), then Fury Road is a pretty stellar example of the sort of thing it is. Might’ve taken nearly 17 years from its first conception to its eventual release, but the end result was worth it; I’m sure sequels will ensue, but Dr George is going to have a hard time beating this one.