I was told there would be no plot! But there was. It was fine.
I was told this was a feminazi propaganda film where everybody hated on men and had periods on everything! But there were men AND women in the flick! Who knew?
I was told Max was not in the movie and just grunted in the background! But he was there, showing the others the way to a sort of redemption, almost like a hero might. Again.
I was told there would be a shitload of giant fucking car stunts! Yep. Pretty cool.
This flick was lots of fun. And Wrinkles was in it! Really, there had a bunch of recognizable faces in this thing considering the material. The only question I had is where did they get all the brand new tires for those insane one-off vehicles in a post-apocalyptic wasteland? Surly the person who kept that factory going through all the chaos was really fucking rich! Otherwise, I guess it was nice that everybody had so much time on their hands for chasing, driving, crashing, swinging, driving, shooting, flaming guitars, chasing, driving, crashing. Otherwise the movie would have been really boring if everybody in it had been busy doing something that was not all fun stuff; no day jobs in the wasteland, I guess. And searching endlessly for brand new tires in every conceivable size for all those things was probably pretty time-consuming.
Good movie; the time flew by. Woulda been funny to have Mel Gibson in that goofy outfit and mask playing Joe.
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