claira curtis’s review published on Letterboxd:
The very first film I ever placed on my watchlist back in January of 2019 was Mad Max: Fury Road. Six years since its release, I have finally, finally, witnessed the chaotic frenzy that is Mad Max: Fury Road.
Ripe with an abundance of feminist overtones and thematic explorations of survival, redemption, and solidarity, my watch is a long overdue one and leaves me with little to contribute to a film that has already garnered a great deal of (well earned) discourse.
I love the grime and the brutality and the female rage conveyed so unabashedly on screen. Charlize Theron is a tour de force, teeth barred, set on a reality that she refuses to see as unattainable.
I appreciate the lure of Tom Hardy’s character. The implications of setting a man as the “lead” as the film begins but then having him dissolve into the crowd, hundreds screaming, “Furiosa” at its conclusion. It’s an exciting depiction of what it can and should look like for men to be an ally with no ulterior motives, giving the credit in its entirety to the women.
Violent, explosive, magnificent. At long last, Furiosa can take her rightful place within the “Good for Her” Cinematic Universe.