From the beginning of the film, we know this is a savage world. In brilliant cinematic shorthand, Max (Tom Hardy) eats a live lizard and quickly gets picked up by skeletal warriors. Max is kept prisoner as a “blood bag,” a sort of health slave used for transfusing blood into injured fighters. He is brought to the Citadel, ruled by the Lobo-esque Immortan Joe (Hugh Keays-Byrne), who represses the population by keeping a tight control on the water supply.
The year wraps up with old franchises making big bucks: some of the highest earners that fit this category don’t make it in this list (Jurassic World and The Avengers: Age of Ultron were decent movies that failed to live up to the high benchmark of earlier films in their series). However, some of the better ones, Mad Max, Star Wars and Mockingjay Part II, offered some of the most enjoyable film events of the year.
Reviewing can be a sad business. While others are happy in simply enjoying a film, reviewers have to sit there and dissect and analyse and find holes. Because of such nitpicking, I rarely gush about a film since they all seem terribly flawed. Well, today you will read gushing. George Miller’s Mad Max: Fury Road is a visually magnificent, compelling, and a masterly actioner that everyone must go out and see.