I went with a friend from Diggers, Stephen H, to see Mad Max: Fury Road yesterday – not in 3D unfortunately. It is spectacular, no two ways about it. Of course it is mainly a car chase – or set of car chases – to top anything of the kind, but interspersed are scenes that are, for want of a better word, awesome:
Others that are beautiful, poignant:
There is more connection with another George Miller outing, Happy Feet, than you might at first suspect – thematically.
The link above takes you to the criticism aggregator Rotten Tomatoes: of 250 critiques at the moment only 5 find Mad Max: Fury Road “rotten”.
More typical is this from the Chicago Reader:
Even after two viewings, I feel as though I’ve only scratched the surface of Mad Max: Fury Road. George Miller’s action fantasy is astonishingly dense for a big-budget spectacle, not only in its imagery and ideas but in the complex interplay between them (Chicago Tribune critic Michael Phillips has aptly likened the movie to a symphony). In a sense Fury Road has been gestating since the late 1970s, when Miller first envisioned the character of Mad Max and the nightmarish future Australia he inhabits….
…The intricate spectacle of the Citadel exists not for its own sake but for its deep thematic significance. The more invested you feel in Miller’s fantasy world—or, better yet, our own real one—the more you want to see it saved from despots and violence.
One quote that tickled me: “Do not become addicted to water, it will take hold of you and you will resent its absence.”
I was intrigued by the mix of accents from “trans-Atlantic” to American to broad Aussie, I must say. One quibble (but this may have been our local cinema or my impending deafness) is that I could have done with subtitles at times.