This whole “color movies” thing is just a fad anyhow.
Cataclysmically, unrelentingly action packed, like a room full of toddlers hopped up on PCP and strapped to power saws, told that only the last of them standing gets the graham cracker
Your brain is on drugs, it’s on fire, and George Miller just drove a truck through it. Yay!
Nobody does post-apocalyptic like George Miller. We take a took at the trilogy of 30 years past in preparation for Fury Road.