Anonymous asked: Nux actually having a very sweet singing voice as Nick Hoult is a lovely singer. Slit can't sing for shit, all raspy growls and off-key crowing (he thinks he's good). Ace can rap like hell.

dyinghistoric:

what-a-nuxy-day:

doctor-honesty:

what-a-nuxy-day:

dyinghistoric:

ACE RAPPING WOULD DESTROY ME

HEADCANON ACCEPTED BIG TIME

FOXY G-POPZ

Yeah but what would he rap about? I mean hes 60 and its been 40 years since rhe apocalypse

“You boyz yall know what Im talkin bout
Got cars, got guns, got chrome in your mouth
Ya’ll think life is great, yall think life is shine
But Im just standin here, outta my mind
Holla!
Yall fuckers are kami crazy
Make my head feel dazey
Gotta try and keep up
But these tumours got me all hazy
Back in the day- you wouldnt believe!
Life was worryin bout rent, car payments
you cant even conceive
Now you lance screamin’ fukushima,
Blowin’ to shredz
And im the last one alive
Tryin to live instead

WITNESS THIS MOTHERFUCKERS
MY NAME IS ACE
IM ALIVE CAUSE I NEVER SPRAY CHROME IN MY FACE
IM THE LAST PIECE OF SHIT TO REMEMBER THE DAYS
WHEN YOU DIDNT WANT TO DIE JUST TO ESCAPE
SAY WHAT
*drops mic*

Dude. That was frickin beautiful.

A M A Z I N G

Anonymous asked: That look that Max gets when he picks up Furiosa kills me every time, he looks so terrified. Poor hobo man doesn't want to loose his queen

oneangryshot:

do you mean this face anon?? this face?? because yeah. yeeeah. that is the face of the most frantic, most terrified, tiny baby ever to roam the wasteland.

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or maybe you mean this face, where he’s realising exactly how hurt she is (and cheedo’s in the background like eh, tis a scratch).

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or maybe you mean this face, which i like to call The Worst Face, because of how terrible it is. this is the face you make when you realise that you have to bail soon because you’re having feelings and that hasn’t happened in A Long Time.

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thewinstonisin:

to be honest, i am never going to not love fury road. and i am never going to not love fury road for the exact same reason that i am never going to not love pacific rim: because they are movies that focus uncompromisingly on women and on the stories of women and do not pick at them or highlight their flaws or put them in conflict with other women so that the dudebros in the corner can yell “catfight!” and whistle.

pacific rim doesn’t pass the bechdel test of course, but it is still a movie where i can very readily believe that guillermo del toro asked somebody “do we really need a mildly attractive white boy who isn’t portayed as a sack of shit for the majority of the movie as a protagonist?” and some stuffy hollywood exec informed him that he had to have at least one so he sighed and picked charlie hunnam out of a lineup and informed him that his job was to stand there and look pretty with his shirt off and smile adoringly at rinko kikuchi whenever she was onscreen, which he did fantastically. also idris elba and a narrative centered around a found family featuring a black father and a japanese daughter that culminates in the kind of love so profound that the last words she says to him don’t even need to be translated for a non-japanese-speaking audience.

fury road is a movie that was edited by a woman because george miller literally did not fucking trust a man to do it justice, and even our beloved sad puppy protaganist still has his moment where we all yell at him to just let furiosa and the girls in the truck you miserable bastard you all want the same thing and then they turn an MRA into a feminist willing to die for the cause, and they put naked women on the screen without making me want to curl up inside and die, and killed women to show us how that made other women feel, and brought literal fucking hellfire down on the patriarchy to grind them into rubble. also, ALSO, the only reason this ridiculous fucking plan even worked in the end was because LITERAL CHILDREN and enslaved women lowered the platform and opened the floodgates to water, which is essentially the same as salvation when you live in a post-nuclear desert hellscape run by god-kings who waste thousands of gallons of gasoline just to track down their escaped sex slaves. also actual polynesian actresses in a movie set in australia. also a complete lack of rape scene or discussion of sex, crude or otherwise. also the person who everybody knows is the protag of fury road in the same way everyone knows mako is the protag of pacific rim even though the trailers will do their best to convince the MRAs otherwise is an amputee driven by the same immense boiler of screaming fury that i, as an abuse victim and as a feminist and as someone who has had friends go through way worse shit than i did, feel on a regular basis, and we don’t need to know the full story of what happened; we know that she was kidnapped, we know her mother is dead, we know that it’s probably been twenty years of literal hell for her, and we know that she is not above dying to save four girls who yell at her when she tries to kill someone that has been sent to bring them back to immortan joe.

this is not the wink wink nudge nudge feminism of joss “i quit twitter bc feminists were harassing me” whedon. these are movies that make me feel like they are opening floodgates to stories where megan fox can show up onscreen and be taken seriously instead of objectified, and lucy liu can play any damn character she wants in reboots of stories that used to just be about arrogant white boys, and laverne cox doesn’t have to be asked what her fucking crotch looks like before people can hold a conversation with her.

pacific rim and fury road, as colorful (literally, there is an entire post on this site about modern hollywood and it’s shitty, drained-of-color-to-feel-”gritty” movies) narratives about hope and love, actually make me, a decrepit, sarcastic husk of a human being, 1) cry about two people nodding at each other and touching foreheads, and 2) actually believe that our cinema will one day stop being such a white sausagefest.

movies that can do that are a big deal.

(Source: thentherewasfury, via bonehandledknife)

  • Me, on a date: So how did you feel about Mad Max?
  • Him: This is the vehicle by which they will force feminism down my throat. This is the Trojan Horse Hollywood leftists will use to insist on the idea that women are equal to men in all things, including physique, strength, and logic. And this is the subterfuge they will use to blur the lines between masculinity and femininity, further ruining women for men, and men for wo -
  • Me, turning to the waitress, screaming: hi excuse me could you please WITNESS ME????????????
  • Me: [hurling every single breadstick on the table at him as if they're projectile weapons]
  • Waitress, while handing me more breadsticks: WITNESS!!!!!!!!!!!

notcuddles:

Since I know there’s probably a fair amount of you out there who haven’t seen the first three Mad Max movies, I’m here to tell you a li’l secret about them:

All the people complaining about how Max “isn’t the main character” in Fury Road are big ol’ Fake Fanboys cause Max’s primary character trait in literally every movie is “I hate this, why is it happening, please leave me alone to brood in the desert in peace”. 

He’s much more the central focus of the plot in the first movie but in Road Warrior and Thunder Dome he basically just gets kidnapped or beat up by wankers in weird bondage outfits and spends the rest of the movie trying to leave as soon as possible while other people are like “please solve our absurd post-apocalyptic problems”.  There is not one single point where Max actively seeks out being a hero until it is forced upon him.  He ACTIVELY TELLS PEOPLE WHO ASK HIM FOR HELP to take a hike.

Mad Max himself would like nothing better than to never, ever, ever be the main character.

He would also like for people to stop stealing his fucking car.

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yahtzee63:

ecouter-bien:

redshoesnblueskies:

bonehandledknife:

redshoesnblueskies:

aelberethgilthoniel:

redshoesnblueskies:

mswyrr:

oneangryshot:

this is max’s face when he realises that furiosa is climbing over to joe’s car.

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he knows immediately that she will kill herself trying to kill joe. so he fights a hundred guys to get to her.

#this entire last scene was a love scene disguised as a car chase I swear (via mumblingsage)

love scene disguised as a car chase….brilliant

#he legit does not take his eyes off her for the rest of the movie tho#like from the time cheedo says she’s hurt real bad#his entire goal is to get to her#look at his eyelines on the doof wagon#he is staring at her the whole time#everyone he fights#is just in the way#stopping him from getting to her#im telling you this was the most intimate movie i have ever seen#and im not even talking romantically intimate#like#dont touch me right now

intimate - that’s exactly the right word isn’t it.  wow.  I’m just gonna sit with that for a while…

…intimacy is what makes this movie tick, but what cultural references do we have for intimacy that aren’t actually just code for ‘romantic attraction’? But…intimacy isn’t that at all.

Max & Furiosa have chemistry from the first time they see each other, it goes sparks-to-tinder during the fight, and is fully underway by, “Does it matter?” They recognize something in each other.

Meeting someone who gets you, and who you totally get, is an overwhelmingly intimate experience.  It doesn’t mater what your eventual relationship will be, intimacy will be profound and the devotion proportional.  It’s the kind of rare and indefinable connection that movies are always trying to sell us - but they almost never deliver.  Trying to convince us that romance or great sex or [insert trope here] are the proof of that connection doesn’t work - it’s not the real deal, and we can tell the difference.

In Max and Furiosa we have intimacy stripped of all else - and it’s almost outside our cultural ability to discern, isn’t it.  But we all know it when we see it. And we’re fiercely protective of it.

“but what cultural references do we have for intimacy that aren’t actually just code for ‘romantic attraction’?”

I’m just going to point out that this is probably one of the reasons why slash fanfiction is so popular.

I mean the origins of the name comes from K/S, kirk-slash-spock, and is from their fully developed relationship and just learning each other. And you have acres of episodes where they learn to recognize each other.

This is the classic picture of what slash is, in one image (via Henry Jenkins):

When I try to explain slash to non-fans, I often reference that moment in Star Trek: The Wrath of Khan where Spock is dying and Kirk stands there, a wall of glass separating the two longtime buddies.

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Both of them are reaching out towards each other, their hands pressed hard against the glass, trying to establish physical contact. They both have so much they want to say and so little time to say it. Spock calls Kirk his friend, the fullest expression of their feelings anywhere in the series. Almost everyone who watches the scene feels the passion the two men share, the hunger for something more than what they are allowed. And, I tell my nonfan listeners, slash is what happens when you take away the glass.

What is interesting in the case of Fury Road however is that it puts the glass back in between.

I’m laughing with delight here - step it UP, yes!  Well explained!  That’s the core of ‘why slash’ - intimacy well acted and well written is compelling and we cannot help but imagine more about it.  At the same time, we (as slash fans/writers) are still enacting a cultural myth that says ‘true intimacy is romantic in nature,’ - which is not true at all.  Yes, there’s non-romantic slash out there, but it’s the exception.

Ah! Okay - I think I  finally have an answer for you for ‘why I don’t ship them…yet’ - it’s this issue.   In Fury Road the on-screen romantic potential is there - but what makes the relationship so poignant is that they don’t need it in order to have more intimacy than we can almost stand to see.  

For me, acting on that potential for romance undermines the the idea that intimacy, real and profound, can exist independent of romance.  And that’s important to me personally - my own quirk and no judgement on anyone else.

Yes, just yes to all of this. I think that’s why, even though I’ve read and enjoyed and squeed at fic where they’re romntically/physically intimate, I still hesitate to outright ship them. For me they already (as redshoesnblueskies said) experience this profound sense of intimacy, and while the idea of romance/physical intimacy is fun, in the end for me it doesn’t add anything to their relationship that isn’t already there in spades. It doesn’t detract from it either, of course, and goes without saying that this is all IMO.

As someone who ‘ships Max/Furiosa but is fine with the relationship as platonic, I would only add this: When I want to see Max/Furiosa shown as romantic, I don’t want to change *anything* about the way they interact. What I want is for THIS to be the way romance is portrayed – as an act of profound intimacy and trust between two equal partners with their own individual motivations. I would be hungrier for more platonic male/female friendships of such depth were I not even more hungry for romantic relationships (of any stripe) shown with the complexity TV and films usually reserve for male friendship. 

(via bonehandledknife)

cactusspatz:
“ cactusspatz:
“ oyoshima:
“showers max in puppies
”
Oh my god, someone write me a dogwalker AU.
Or, no, a dog trainer AU, because Max clearly trained Dog in The Road Warrior to an impressive degree despite their conditions. Maybe he’s...

cactusspatz:

cactusspatz:

oyoshima:

showers max in puppies

Oh my god, someone write me a dogwalker AU.

Or, no, a dog trainer AU, because Max clearly trained Dog in The Road Warrior to an impressive degree despite their conditions. Maybe he’s an ex-K9 unit cop who got fucked up and now volunteers at a shelter. Maybe Furiosa trains rescues into service dogs and she spots him working there: looking like a homeless dude and shying away from humans, but so very gentle and patient with the animals, teaching them manners and tricks, calming them down – and then looking baffled when they follow him around adoringly.

And Furiosa sees his limp, the way he avoids people and talking but has enormous potential – and thinks maybe she can take in one more stray today.

*drains beer* Fuck it I don’t have work tomorrow LET’S FANG IT

****

Furiosa walks into the shelter and nods a greeting to Val at the front desk. “You got something for me?” she asks, leaning on the counter.

Val grins. “Out in the yard. You’ll see which one I mean.”

It’s a game they like to play: Furiosa needs dogs with the right personality to train as combination service-and-guard dogs for abused women, and Val has the best eye for evaluating animals in town, thanks to a lifetime of shelter work. But Val’s also an old friend, and competitive as hell, so she always makes Furiosa guess which dog Val called her in to see.

Not that’s it’s particularly hard, today. 

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This is everything I needed in my life.

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xennariel:

My father shot off fireworks last night, like he does every year for the 4th, but this year, some of the bigger ones kept falling over for whatever reason. I was sitting way away from everyone else, thinking if something happened, I would be out of the way. But as my luck always runs on the poor side, one of them shot right at me and I dove out of the way yelling “WITNESS” and my friend on the other side of the lawn yelled back “WITNESSED” and it was glorious despite almost getting shot in the face with a firework.

(via dyinghistoric)

bonehandledknife:

furieosa:

max + hand motions

so on the one hand Max is all about the body language and the twitchy hands

on the other, I can’t help but remember his wife had been teaching him sign language

(Source: crownkillers)