THIS IS NOT WRITING RELATED.
But I had to say a few words.
I saw this movie on the weekend. I took my coworker who was unfamiliar with the Mad Max series. Before we entered the theater she asked me; “What’s Mad Max about?” And I answered; “A desert and explosions?”
Mad Max is a movie that can’t really be explained. I suppose if I HAD to choose words to describe it I would use words like; quirky, dystopian, strange, unique, amazing, strange, strange, strange, strange.
As we watched the movie she would glance over at me with wide eyes, “What’s going on?” She’d cry, but I would just laugh and shake my head.
How do you explain what’s going on in Mad Max?
Trying to explain Mad Max is a bit like trying to explain quantum physics to your best friend… who doesn’t speak English and can’t understand a word you’re saying.
How are you best friends if he doesn’t speak your language? Never mind, stop asking inconsequential questions!
One thing I can say about Mad Max: Fury Road is that not everyone will like it. In fact lots of people are going to hate it. They’ll hate it because they just won’t get it. What is there to get? There’s nothing to get and they’ll sneer and turn their noses up in scorn.
The point is that there’s no point. This isn’t a movie that hopes to philosophize or change the world or wax about love. This is a movie that just wants to blow shit up while showing us a glimpse into a world that’s completely and totally messed up.
Would men turn into Immortan Joe if the world went to shit? Probably some would.
Would women turn into Immortan Joe if the world went to shit? Probably some would.
Would men turn into Mad Max? No. There’s only one Mad Max. Shut up.
Yes, there are absolutely strong women in this film and there are also dumb women like the mothers who just sit there and let themselves be milked (I’d die before allowing that).
Yes, there are shit men in this world like Immortan Joe and the rest of the crew but there’s also Max, and he’s not a bad guy, he’s just a guy who puts survival above all else.
Oh god, I could talk all day but then I wouldn’t have time to go see it again. So I’m going to stop here.
Stop freaking out.
It’s just a movie.
Who cares if there are things feminists can relate to. Who cares if there are things that insult both sexes. Just sit back and enjoy the explosions, because really I think that’s all the filmmaker wanted us to do.