Having trolled some of the AO3 Fury Road tag, I’ve learned something interesting.
I am AGGRRESSIVELY here for everything involving Max and Furiosa.
I like them best as Epic Lifelong Drift-Compatible Postapocalypse Badass Bros. They are the BroTP to end all BroTPs. But hey.
Aromantic casual sex buddies who snark and spar? I’m down, let’s go, I’m so down with that shit.
Asexual partners who drive around and sleep next to each other because it makes them feel safe? Give it to me.
Soul mates in every way, sexual, romantic, practical, all of the above, who cobble together a slapdash system for running the Citadel and work through their issues? Hell yeah, hELL FUCKING YEAH.
Long-suffering pseudo-parents to the Wives (who ship it like FedEx) and the War Boys (who worship both of their badassery in a much more healthy way than they worshipped Joe)? I AM READY.
Witness me becoming absolute trash.
In maybe, MAYBE, eight hours, this post has gotten more notes than anything I’ve ever posted. Scratch that, possibly more notes than EVERYTHING I’ve ever posted, put together.
Having trolled some of the AO3 Fury Road tag, I’ve learned something interesting.
I am AGGRRESSIVELY here for everything involving Max and Furiosa.
I like them best as Epic Lifelong Drift-Compatible Postapocalypse Badass Bros. They are the BroTP to end all BroTPs. But hey.
Aromantic casual sex buddies who snark and spar? I’m down, let’s go, I’m so down with that shit.
Asexual partners who drive around and sleep next to each other because it makes them feel safe? Give it to me.
Soul mates in every way, sexual, romantic, practical, all of the above, who cobble together a slapdash system for running the Citadel and work through their issues? Hell yeah, hELL FUCKING YEAH.
Long-suffering pseudo-parents to the Wives (who ship it like FedEx) and the War Boys (who worship both of their badassery in a much more healthy way than they worshipped Joe)? I AM READY.
Science fiction is a genre that loves its stuff. For a genre of ideas, the invention frequently takes center stage as the manifestation of those ideas, as the crucial prop of the plot twists, and as the symbol of whatever deeper meaning we find in stories of the Future-That-Could-Be. In a world of outlandish vehicles, practical prosthetics, and that damn guitar, the humble boltcutter may be the most powerfully symbolic object in Mad Max: Fury Road.
The recurring skull/skull-in-steering-wheel motif certainly dominates the beginning of the movie. What are the women and the audience left with at the end, though? For a story of escape and freedom, in which locks and chains make repeated appearances, we need a symbol similarly oriented around getting out, away, loose. Not a key, I’d argue, nor a vehicle, but the boltcutter: a tool favorable for the physically weak, independent of any of their oppressors, and designed to dismantle that which binds.
(Warning: under the cut, spoilers for everything. Seriously, much spoiler, so details, very warning.)
I convinced 6 middle aged women that professed to hate action movies to go see Mad Max: Fury Road. You know how I did it? I said “The main character is a woman and she’s not sexualized at all.” And that was it. I had a whole speech prepared and I said one sentence before they all agreed to go see it. And they LOVED it. One woman saw it twice so she could bring her teenaged daughter.
All these years, all this industry moaning about how women don’t like action movies, and all it fucking took to change their minds was “The main character is a woman and she’s not sexualized.”
I love Doof being secretly protective of the boys and pups
And then he slips and starts jamming out. Like, “Go to sleep/little pups<3/BECAUSE TOMORROW WE’RE RIDING ON THE FURY ROAAAAAAAAAD
*all the pups and ‘Boys in unison* “SHUT UP DOOF WE’RE TRYING TO SLEEP”
Doof giggles and runs around tweaking people’s ears and then runs away
Basically Doof is everyone’s big annoying brother despite the fact that he looks like he popped out of a nightmare
Yaaas~ All the war pups are like HE LOOKS SO COOL when he really looks like some kind of horrid gremlin
*looks like a horror movie* *is actually a chill stoner music making master*
*is the metal papa if the Citadel*
Everyone comes to him for advice ok
Slit: “so there’s this person….that I like…..but I don’t know if they like ME…” Doof: “just go fucking kiss Nux” Slit: “WHA?! I didn’t say- nononono it’s definitely not Nux….” Doof: “it’s fucking Nux and if you dont kiss him I will play love songs every time you’re around him”
*Nux and Slit walking together to the welding room*
Doof: NEEEAAAR, FAAAAr, whereEEEEVER you areeee…”
Slit: Odin help me.
*Slit and Nux quietly eating breakfast*
Doof: and IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII will alwaaaays LOVE YOOOOU
YAAAAASSSS
Nux: “Hm, looks like Doof’s discovered a new genre of music.” *munches bug* How nice for him! He sounds really happy. Do you think he’s got a crush on someone?”
Coma: “ I LOVE YOU BAAABY, AND IF IT’S QUITE ALRIGHT , I NEED YOU BABY TO WARM THOSE LONELY NIGHTS”
I WAS GONE FOR TWO SECONDS AND YOU ALL DO THIS
I just can’t leave you war babes alone smh
Doof: “I WANNA HOLD YOUR HAAAAAND, I WANNA HOLD YOUR HAND OH PLEASE SAY TO MEEEE YOU’LL LET ME BE YOUR MAAAAAAN AND PLEASE, SAY TO MEEEE YOU’LL LET ME HOLD YOUR HAAAAAND!!!!”
Nux: “wow Doof thats a really sweet song”
Doof: *looks pointedly at Slit*
omf i love the beatles
Slit just *grumble* “how’d'you even know these anyway”
Furiosa isn’t the female action hero we’re used to. Furiosa doesn’t have a dad who was taught her boxing or five brothers who taught her how to fix cars. Furiosa wasn’t a tomboy growing up, who preferred to play with the boys. Furiosa isn’t avenging the murder of her husband/brother/father or hunting down a rapist.
Furiosa comes from a community of women. She was raised by women. She works her way up through enemy ranks until she’s in a position to rescue women. Furiosa is here for women, she is here with women, and she is here because of women. Her rage, her ruthlessness, her courage – these are all things she learned from women, and from being a woman.
