Mad Max: Fury Road (2015).
This movie is shiny and chrome. The pace is good, even in the slow bits, and in the action bits it is all eyes to the screen.
I am a Mad Max aficionado. I am very fond of the character and the world and I have seen all the original movies multiple times. Mad Max is a story about a man and I’m cool with that.
I am however very pleased to have seen him meet his match in the form of a disabled woman who nearly killed him three times in their opening fight. Who has her own horrific backstory the same as Max does but is not painted as a victim. Who is a better sniper than he is. Who lives in Max’s tough world the same as he does and is as much a reflection of it as he is. And when they pair up to fight together, it is a thing of absolute beauty and trust. And all of this takes place with no unnecessary love story.
Women are allowed heroes too. Furiosa is one of mine. And so still is Max himself: the haunted, the silent, the witnessing, the survivor, the understating – “Look, it’ll be a hard day.”
And at the end, there he is, starting over. The last of the V8 interceptors chewed up somewhere out in the sand. I rather hope we get to see another story of his as solid as this one was.