It’s beat perfect. Mad Max: Fury Road has been made by George Miller in a way that suggests he is unaware of the tired turns the action genre has been taking since he delivered the franchise’s original instalments.
Simplicity rules in plot, beside an assumption that the audience can fill in back story regarding both narratives and characters from the subtle details Miller allows to shine in the midst of the chaos. It is a joy. Every bit as good as you’ve been told it is and all with that strong feminist reading front and centre. Inventive, stylish, engaging and relevant; cinema is rarely this impressive, “Oh what a day, what a lovely day!”
I had high hopes for X-Men: Days Of Future Past; a mistake as it turns out. Nothing seems to actually happen, a meandering hang out and blast for those involved no doubt, but considerably less fun for the viewer. The plot is awkwardly contrived to suit the larger story and superpowers at hand, which feels staggeringly lazy, and as far as I can tell there’s no climax. At least one not worthy of being dragged uncomfortably through the entirety of the movie’s runtime.
At the beginning of Warm Bodies I was in the mind set that I prefer my zombies brainless, flesh hungry and being killed remorselessly. This opinion hadn’t changed by the end of the flick, however I hadn’t had a bad time watching it either. The internal monologue of Hoult’s zombie character R is funny and the film also subverts a few classic cinema tropes and I like that sort of thing a lot.
I watch superhero movies as a habit mostly, I can’t quite give them up. Thankfully X-Men: First Class is one of the better ones and I think that is mostly due to its young cast that do bring a certain irreverence to proceedings, which is appreciated. Certainly the most enjoyable instalment so far of the X-Men franchise.