This movie is crazy.
I'm sorry, I know I usually start these reviews a bit more erudite, commenting on genre conventions and director's critical reputation, but I just keep coming back to this fact. Mad Max: Fury Road is crazy. It feels like being dropped into some bizarre alien environment after taking some drugs that both heighten your perception to the max and make you trip some serious balls. And even once the initial high wears off and some semblance of reality sets in, you notice everyone around is still completely out of their minds. But I think the guy behind the camera might be crazier than anyone in front of it.
But we'll get to that, first the story. It's after the apocalypse and the world is a wasteland of sand & ash. Here we meet "Mad" Max Rockatansky (Tom Hardy), a former police officer who's slowly gone insane after his family's death and the harsh reality of surviving in this new world. At the start of the film he's captured to be used as a human IV drip by the Warboys, members of a death-cult formed around the warlord Immortan Joe (Hugh Keas-Byrne). But his day gets worse when Joe's general Imperator Furiosa (Charlize Theron) betrays him by helping the warlord's harem of breeding slaves escape and Max finds himself strapped to the hood of a car in pursuit of them. After some shenanigans free him, Max reluctantly agrees to aid Furiosa in reaching a mythical promised land across the desert. So the chase is on down the fury road with Joe and his Warboys hot on their tail.