They're not afraid of the porcupine-trucks, maybe a little on the edge of madness, but that goes without saying. For all I know, the audiences spoil themselves with "cinematic orgasms," if that's a thing, throughout the movie. ![]() George Miller revises his ideological construct in the most exhilarating, dreadful, and striking manner this time. With everything red, orange, and yellow, it seems like you're viewing 300 blended in Saw, and over-the-top F&F. He's Rango-like, reflective of the quest to solve the water-mystery. As for Max, it looks like he's the same archetypal Bane, only this time, he's more immune to "I'm not afraid, I'm angry." He's silent, and angry, and frustrated. ![]() Cold-blooded, botanically medieval, crusades-like, and horrifically thrilling-that's Fury Road.
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