WHAT IT'S ABOUT:
Haunted by his turbulent past, Mad Max believes that the best way to survive is to wander alone. Nevertheless, he becomes swept up with a group fleeing across the Wasteland in a war rig driven by an elite Imperator, Furiosa. They are escaping a Citadel tyrannised by the Immortan Joe, from whom something irreplaceable has been taken. Enraged, the Warlord marshals all his gangs and pursues the rebels relentlessly in the explosive Road War that follows.
WHAT WE THOUGHT:
Let me simply start out by saying; "Oh! My! Fuck!"
I know, I know. There’s no place for that type of language in a movie review. Well…I’m sorry but that’s exactly what it felt like when I walked out of the cinema after 2 hours of Mad Max: Fury Road.
My mind had just been blasted to bits and my brain left exhausted as Mad Max blew up every expectation I ever had of the film.
In what can only be described as a visual feast the epic post-apocalyptic mega movie unceremoniously crashed onto my imaginary list of top movies I’ve ever watched.
Okay, I gotta slow down with the adjectives here for a moment but I just can’t bloody help myself. For me Mad Max is what cinema is all about. It’s an escape from reality. Getting lost in a make-believe world so far from my own that I almost forget that I exist.
I got sucked into the dusty desert wasteland from the first second when a two headed lizard popped out from behind a rock as Max (Tom Hardy) looked out over the endless nothingness that would play host to the film’s chaos that was about to kick off in three, two, one…
What followed was an eruption of exploding car crashes that catapulted me into a 3D experience that literally left me feeling breathless while dodging flying bits of possible head crushing scrap metal. (Here I would like to apologise to the gentleman who sat to the right of me and had to avoid my swinging arms.)
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As the film reaches its first peak the viewer gets a few minutes of calmness to collect their thoughts and make sense of what just happened. Then all hell breaks loose again. However, the balance between the almost poetic calmness and exhilarating craziness is so perfect that you don’t mind the rollercoaster ride director George Miller sends you on.
The attention to detail from the interior of Imperator Furiosa’s big black truck to the eerie face paint of the War Boys is the metaphorical cherry on the mud cake that is the dystopian world of Mad Max. This combined with the female led power force of a cast will have you greedily gulping down the cinematic wonder like your life depends on it. As Immortan Joe (Hugh Keays-Byrne) warns; "Do not become addicted to water, it will take hold of you and you will resent its absence."
The manly Adonis that is Tom Hardy meets his perfect counterpart in an equally robust one-armed Charlize Theron (as Furiosa) who effortlessly steals the spotlight with the five insanely beautiful wives (Rosie Huntington-Whiteley, Abbey Lee, Zoë Kravitz, Courtney Eaton and Riley Keough) by her side. Our Charlz kicks some serious ass and proves once and for all that a strong female-led cast can undoubtedly steer a macho testosterone driven action flick to success.
Whether you are a weekly moviegoer or a once-in-while cinema visitor – this is the film you have to go watch. Mad Max is worth your time and money and is without a doubt this year’s must-see movie that will devour you like a monstrous sandstorm.
WATCH THE TRAILER HERE: