Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga review – Miller you… | Little White Lies

Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga review – Miller you absolute mad man

15 May 2024 / Released: 24 May 2024

Close-up of a heavily armed and armoured person aiming a large weapon in a dark, industrial setting.
Close-up of a heavily armed and armoured person aiming a large weapon in a dark, industrial setting.
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Anticipation.

Can any film hold a candle to the glorious carnage that was Fury Road?

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Enjoyment.

Well, not quite, but Miller makes a bloody good go of it.

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In Retrospect.

I live, I die, I live again!

George Miller fires up his war rig and roars across the Aus­tralian out­back once more, this time telling the ori­gin sto­ry of the fear­some Imper­a­tor Furiosa.

There are some cin­e­ma expe­ri­ences that stay with you – one of mine is my first view­ing of Mad Max: Fury Road, which occured at the Vue Leeds Kirk­stall in the ear­ly hours of the morn­ing on May 13 2015. I was a week away from hand­ing in my uni­ver­si­ty dis­ser­ta­tion, and worked at the cin­e­ma as a cus­tomer assis­tant, sling­ing pop­corn, clean­ing up pud­dles of vom­it and being berat­ed by cus­tomers for impor­tant issues such as films not being very good or being unable to refund them for food they had already eat­en. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, but one of the redeem­ing fea­tures of work­ing long hours for min­i­mum wage was that the com­pa­ny would occa­sion­al­ly put on screen­ings for the staff, after hours when all the cus­tomers had gone home, of upcom­ing releas­es – part­ly as a treat, part­ly so we could tell cus­tomers what the film was about when they invari­ably asked us.

One of these screen­ings, at mid­night on a balmy spring evening, was Mad Max: Fury Road. I remem­ber this vivid­ly because they decid­ed to do a dou­ble bill of the film and Pitch Per­fect 3, which played direct­ly after on the same screen. And, of course, I remem­ber it vivid­ly because Mad Max: Fury Road was a fuck­ing mas­ter­piece, a bolt of pure cin­e­mat­ic light­ning that elec­tri­fied the small group of us who had both­ered to stay after our shifts to watch it. I think of the film often, I quote the film often, I do a lit­tle Tom Hardy impres­sion to amuse myself often. When a film lives so large not only in your mem­o­ry but with­in the col­lec­tive pop cul­tur­al atmos­phere, the prospect of any sequel, pre­quel or spin-off is always met with con­sid­er­able trep­i­da­tion – not least when it comes a cou­ple of years after a some­what dis­ap­point­ing pas­sion project.

A fol­low-up to Fury Road focus­ing on Imper­a­tor Furiosa, brought to life so mag­nif­i­cent­ly by Char­l­ize Theron in Fury Road, had orig­i­nal­ly been planned to shoot back-to-back with the first film, but this was nixed dur­ing pre-pro­duc­tion, and the wheels on the war rig didn’t start to turn again until 2019, after a dis­pute about unpaid wages between WB and Miller was set­tled. Now, almost nine years to the day since Fury Road pre­miered at the Cannes Film Fes­ti­val, Miller has returned, with Anya Tay­lor-Joy rid­ing shotgun.

The sto­ry begins in the fabled Green Place, where Furiosa was raised by a female col­lec­tive known as the Many Moth­ers or the Vuvali­ni, who had weath­ered the glob­al col­lapse to cre­ate a lush com­mune, com­plete with solar and wind pow­er, plen­ti­ful crops and a sup­ply of fresh water. Cru­cial­ly, the place is kept secret, lest it fall to the tribes of rav­en­ous scoundrels who roam the wastes like locusts, keen to pick every scrap of meat from the bone. A young Furiosa (played in ear­ly scenes by Aly­la Browne) is kid­napped by one such gang, who realise they can use her to impress their deranged leader Demen­tus (Chris Hemsworth), a self-styled legion­naire who com­mands a char­i­ot pow­ered by two motor­bikes, and leads a hoard of leathered loons across the land. This doesn’t quite go to plan, as they are pur­sued by Furiosa’s equal­ly fero­cious moth­er (Charlee Fras­er), but – as Fury Road view­ers may remem­ber – this res­cue attempt has a rather trag­ic ending.

The young Furiosa finds her­self tak­en pris­on­er, at the mer­cy of the cheery but insane Demen­tus, who has designs on rul­ing over three major set­tle­ments cur­rent­ly under the pro­tec­tion of Immor­tan Joe (Lachy Hulme as the wheezy war­lord tak­ing over from Hugh Keays-Byrne): Gas Town, the Bul­let Farm, and The Citadel. While Demen­tus and Immor­tan Joe squab­ble over resources and pow­er, Furiosa’s goals are more straight­for­ward but no less dif­fi­cult to achieve: she wants her free­dom and she wants her vengeance, in this life or the next.

A bearded man with long hair dressed in post-apocalyptic attire, holding a futuristic weapon alongside an equally rugged motorcycle.

The uphill bat­tle that this pre­quel faces to match the sheer kinet­ic force of Fury Road is in part down to that film’s sim­ple struc­ture – Fury Road was a road movie, which gives a sense of pace and urgency. In con­trast, Furiosa takes place over sev­er­al years, with char­ac­ters pop­ping in and out, and with­out a com­pelling sup­port­ing cast to rely on. Fury Road’s scowl­ing, near-silent Max Rock­atan­sky was well-bal­anced with Char­l­ize Theron’s high­ly skilled, high­ly com­pe­tent Furiosa, the wide-eyed but wily troupe of Immor­tan Joe’s escapee brides, and the man­ic wild­card war boy Nux. Furiosa is almost entire­ly alone, save for a brief alliance with Immor­tan Joe’s top war rig dri­ver Prae­to­ri­an Jack (Tom Burke, sto­ic with a grand antipodean accent, sad­ly under­utilised). This places a lot of weight on Anya Tay­lor Joy’s shoul­ders, and while she sad­dles some of it eas­i­ly – her recre­ation of Theron’s speech pat­terns is spot on – the sparse nature of her char­ac­ter seems to leave her strug­gling to oper­ate on vary­ing emo­tion­al levels.

But Tay­lor Joy is a com­mit­ted action hero­ine, and the stunt set pieces are exhil­a­rat­ing and inven­tive, if not quite as awe-inspir­ing as those in Fury Road. Hemsworth is clear­ly hav­ing the time of his life, and although he seems per­fect­ly con­tent to keep mak­ing Mar­vel movies for­ev­er, this is a reminder he’s quite capa­ble of doing more than that, believ­able as an apoc­a­lypse desert pirate with no fucks left to give and no idea what the hell he’s doing. Miller’s world-build­ing is where the film tru­ly comes alive. Although the Mad Max uni­verse expands only slight­ly here, every addi­tion – for exam­ple, The His­to­ry Man, whose head-to-toe tat­toos recall the entire his­to­ry of the long-dead civilised world – feels thought­ful and gen­uine­ly inter­est­ing. This is a world that is fas­ci­nat­ing to spend time in, even if it’s a bar­ren ren­der­ing of hell on earth.

Miller is undoubt­ed­ly one of the best block­buster film­mak­ers work­ing today, pos­si­bly of all time, by nature of sheer imag­i­na­tion and scale alone. In an age where stu­dios encour­age film­mak­ers to make their action films quick­ly and cheap­ly (no mat­ter how bad­ly it might impact the VFX pro­fes­sion­als or oth­er crew mem­bers work­ing on them), Furiosa proves that a bet­ter world is pos­si­ble, one where a film exists with greasy, dirty fin­ger­prints all over it – evi­dence that humans were behind every explo­sion, every sawn-off shot­gun, every scuffed com­bat boot. The mam­moth scale and vision of Miller con­tin­ue to delight, and Furiosa absolute­ly deserves to be seen as big and loud as pos­si­ble, a feat of tech­ni­cal prowess and cin­e­mat­ic ambi­tion that only comes along once every few years (if we’re lucky!)

If Furiosa was a bolt from the blue, per­haps it might have had the same impact as Fury Road; its biggest hin­drance is that it has to fol­low one of the great­est block­busters of all time, and hews too close­ly to that tem­plate to tru­ly find its own iden­ti­ty. While it’s absolute­ly a blast at the cin­e­ma, the dizzy­ing heights that Miller drove us to back in 2015 aren’t quite matched sec­ond time around. But all is not lost: Furiosa is still miles bet­ter than the dreck Hol­ly­wood usu­al­ly treats us to over the sum­mer, and pro­vid­ed it doesn’t take anoth­er decade to get the Fury Road sequel that Miller has been promis­ing, per­haps we’ll reach Val­hal­la yet.

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