Some great Best of the Worst material right here. Leans into its B-movie premise in entertaining ways, directly referencing a bunch of other films (Bond, Gilda, Casablanca, Bananas, etc), but never quite reaches parody. The literally impotent dictator and the proto-Castor-Troy cocaine-sniffing priest are highlights.
Now I have finally realized what they mean with "I can't even".
But I'll try.
Mad Max: Fury Road is an ass-kicking, jaw-dropping, punk-rocking, mind-blowing, staggering, breathtaking, stupefying, overwhelming, astonishing and synonym-inducing work of art.
I pity the fools, myself included, who unjustifiably dismiss any type of craft by sheer hypocritical beliefs. That includes blockbuster film-making. If far too often we're exposed to what appears to be collective delusions that can even "go beyond mere mediocrity to offer possible evidence…
Disclamer: Potentially blinding hype.
I felt like an 80's kid watching Die Hard for the first time.
Like Kim Jong-un listening to Katy Perry for the first time.
Like Kanye West hearing himself.
It's just 130 minutes of the most pure awesomeness. There's no other way to put it. I cease to believe this as a bad thing. As appellative as it is.
"Isn't it ridiculous", you may ask. YES
"Isn't Sam Jackson's character foolish". HELL YES
"Isn't the whole…