Can you spoil Mad Max: Fury Road? Yes. And no. You can tell your friends, or blog readers, about the majestic action sequences, but there are so many that you’d more than likely forget half of them. What about plot stuff? There is plot, but in true Mad Max tradition, it’s really an excuse to showcase glorious chaos.
And blow crap up.
The action starts early in Fury Road, but it’s a brief chase; an appetizer for what is to come when the pu pu platter hits the fan. Max (Tom Hardy) is captured, and then turned into a human blood bag for a War Boy called Nux (Nicolas Hoult).
Imperator Furiosa (Charlize Theron) is sent on a fuel run to Gas Town, but she has other plans, and makes a literal left turn. Furiosa has liberated the five wives of Immortan Joe (Hugh Keays-Byrne) and he is less than pleased. He sends his War Boys on a mission to retrieve the women, and that’s when it all kicks off.
I can’t decide: Does “The Five Wives of Immortan Joe” sound more like a John Ford, or a John Cassavetes movie? Answers on a postcard to the usual address.
What happens next is nothing short of extraordinary. The action and stunts in Fury Road are among the best in cinema history. It has everything: X Games-type motorcycle jumping, dudes on swinging poles, chrome spray-painted teeth, a bloke with pierced nipples, people spitting gasoline into superchargers, sand tornadoes, a guitar that doubles as a flamethrower, seeds!
One of the many things Fury Road has on the majority of blockbusters is that the violence, gunplay, and explosions have consequences. There is blood, but not a huge amount for an R-rated movie, and there is no gore. Thankfully, director/co-writer George Miller is above all that. I’m not saying you can or should let your children watch Mad Max: Fury Road–but you could do a lot worse.