Via EGMR: "It is absolutely disarming, how effortlessly Miller wades into this era of Baysplosions and shaky cams, and removes the blindfolds from our eyes. ‘I’m sorry, my children…’ he whispers into our ears. ‘I have forsaken you too long, but here, receive from me my greatest gift. Let it serve you well.’ The most accurate analogy I can think of, is that Miller has essentially made what is the film negative of the modern blockbuster. Where Transformers swerves right, Fury Road goes left. Where Marvel reaches for the stars, Mad Max knows exactly how intimate our relationship with the dust truly is."