Don't believe the hype

Rating: 3/10 (11 July 2015)

George Miller has proved you don't need to actually make a movie in order to make money making movies. You see, movies typically have certain key features, such as: a plot, dialogue, and character development (all of which are absent here). And is George Miller now just Frank Miller with a different hat?
Anyone who was "satisfied" by this mindless smash-em-up dystopian mess should be ashamed and go do their homework on some ozploitaion, you know the kind of movies that inspired Quentin Tarantino to make Death Proof, a far more satisfying car movie. And let me be clear, without exaggeration, that Mad Max: Fury Road has the hands-down dumbest scenes I've ever seen in a movie, the ones where we see the large "music" truck with the drummers and the idiotic electric guitar player who inexplicably joins the soundtrack with solos and flames.
Hands-down, dumbest. Ever. Worse than Jar-Jar.
We really only get a half-movie, because the first half is stuff driving one way, then they turn around and do everything again in the opposite direction, leading to an ending so triumphant that all it lacked was a golden unicorn shooting rainbows out of its flaming ass. It is surely not a great feminist statement worthy of men's rights haterade.
The climactic line: "I'm Max." And then Tom Hardy nods approval, as if to reassure himself that he is an actor and really can memorize such inane dialogue.
I don't care if the action scenes looked cool. The movie is just plain stupid, so stupid it makes me want to huff some silver spray paint and go to Valhalla.