A Galvanic Spasm of
Feminist Fury
The
ladies have taken the stage on the blasted heath of the apocalypse, and it is
good. At first, the trailers for “Mad
Max: Fury Road ” didn’t captivate me, but when I heard of the potent
female characters and themes present in this latest installment of the dystopic
franchise, my interest was kindled.
Aside from Tina Turner’s intriguing but ultimately unintimidating Auntie
Entity, no other woman had stood stoically amidst the burning sands of George
Miller’s machismo-soaked landscape and staked a claim to destiny. Of course, doing so comes at a considerable
cost.
“Mad Max:
Fury
Road ” is not just a film.
It is an endurance test. It is a relentless
and nearly exhausting assault on the eyes, ears and psyche. However, the beauty behind this beast is that
every jab, stab and spurt has a meaning and purpose. The violence is brutal, but it is necessary
because the violence is the story. At this point, exposition is largely superfluous. There are few words spoken in the wasteland,
and almost all sound death. While there
is also very little plot, there is no need for it. Survival demands action, and the action
sequences are utterly astonishing.
It is
impossible to overstate the quality and variety of the stunt work in this
film. The cinematography and editing is
also truly amazing. What a pleasure to
have the eyeballs astounded by sights that actually happened! In an age where spectacle is easy to
calculate in the cold nether regions of a thousand hard drives, George Miller
hurls the audience screaming into a real desert. The sun bleaches the eyes, grit crunches
between the teeth and the coppery taste of blood salts the tongue. The visceral vitality of this world is
beguiling despite its desolation. What
delicious irony that a movie so bleak can inspire such exultations of joy and
triumph!
Max rarely speaks in this outing, and some have lamented that he doesn’t even feel like the main character anymore. But there have been three previous films with Max firmly in the lead, so the time is ripe for new characters to have their stories told because their conflicts mirror and/or contrast against the burned-out husk that is Max. Charlize Theron as Imperator Furiosa is a phenomenal new lead character. While the fact that Furiosa is female is significant, what is more crucial is that her character is not solely defined by her gender. If Furiosa were male, she would be much like Max. This equivalence of ability, agency and personal power elevates the franchise to a new level of maturity.
“Mad Max:
Fury
Road ” is the best kind of summer blockbuster. The film pretends to present a simple action
adventure for an evening’s entertainment, and it succeeds in every possible
way. Yet the story is pregnant with
ideas, motifs and inspirations, and while not all of them are fully formed, the
sumptuous production design fills the screen with details that make sense and
allusions that are powerful. However, there
are also many little moments and minutiae which have been cleverly inserted
amid the chaos. Many seeds have been
planted, and how they will bear fruit in future films is an extremely tantalizing
mystery to ponder.
Lieutenant Ellen Ripley would be proud!