‘Furiosa: A Mad Max Saga’ movie review: Anya Taylor-Joy, Chris Hemsworth bring Miller’s manic vision to life

Director George Miller brings us an origin story to his one-armed badass female lead with an absolutely rollicking epic that also serves as a glorious companion piece to 2015’s ‘Fury Road’

It’s ridiculous to think that George Miller made his debut in 1979 with the first Mad Max (starring Mel Gibson), and that 45 years later, he is still obsessed enough with his own ingenious invention to be swimming in its high tides.

In 2015, Miller rebooted the franchise with Mad Max: Fury Road, arguably the greatest action film of the last decade, thanks to a spectacular turn from Charlize Theron as Furiosa. Now, the ageless filmmaker brings us an origin story to his one-armed badass female lead with an absolutely rollicking epic that also serves as a glorious companion piece; surely Miller needs to find a way to splice together Furiosa and Fury Road into a six-hour double feature at some point?

Much is different from last time around, and yet, both films are inseparably linked, as we enter Australia’s post-apocalyptic wastelands again to finally understand what Theron’s Furiosa meant when she said that her “mother died on the third day.” Fury Road took place over the course of a few days—a relentless, souped-up action fest with singular focus, while Furiosa spans 15 years, divided into five intense episodes and giving us time to breathe in between.

We first meet our titular heroine as a 10-year-old (Alyla Browne) at the Green Place of Many Mothers — a rare oasis in the dystopian, violent universe the Mad Max films are set in — from where she’s kidnapped by the fearsome warlord Dementus (Chris Hemsworth) and his hoard of angry bikers. Over the next few years, Furiousa has to equip herself with every skill possible to survive the madhouse as she soon encounters the Citadel and Immortan Joe (Lachy Hulme) and passes into their service; about an hour in, Browne makes way for Anya Taylor-Joy during an astonishing full-throttle set-piece as she comes of age as a warrior. 

Caught in this battle between both her feuding masters, she finds an unlikely ally in Praetorian Jack (Tom Burke), the head of the war rig, who sympathises with her and the two strike up an almost-friendship/romance (?) that is unfortunately short-lived, but still gives the movie some much-needed heart amidst all the burning rubber and carnage around. From there on, it’s a non-stop thrill ride to Furiosa’s eventual showdown with Dementus, which, of course, sets into motion the events of Fury Road.

There’s minimal dialogue, but the phenomenal Taylor-Joy’s endlessly immersive eyes — standing out against her oil-darkened forehead — do most of the talking, conveying Furiosa’s deep-seated emotions furiously. There will be plenty written about the extreme close-ups of her expressive face, but Taylor-Joy also rises up magnificently to the many physical challenges asked of her, her lithe frame doing as much of the heavy lifting as her eyes.

But as incredible a performance as she delivers, she is upstaged by Hemsworth, in what is surely a career-best for the MCU superstar. Cast against type, he is irresistibly charismatic and hilarious, taking to his mad despot avatar with total aplomb and venomous swagger (shades of his underrated turn in Bad Times At The El Royale pop out). Armed with a strange prosthetic nose and distinct accent, Hemsworth playing the dastardly Dementus — complete with tragic backstory — astride his royal chariot, steals the show every scene he is in, ending up as one of the great movie villains of our times.