20-05-15

There is no better way to break through the despondency that usually comes around every hump day than settling ones self into the comfy cushioned seats of an IMAX theatre to watch the latest action thriller.

This time around it was George Miller’s latest effort: MAD MAX – FURY ROAD

The anticipation was building (as it always does) when the large blue 3D numbers come flying at you engulfing you in the sensory experience. It further gained traction as the new trailers for Bond, Jurassic Park & Star Wars occupied the 3rd largest screen in the world.

However the hype and sense of excitement that built up before the feature, soon dissipated as the film began to unravel itself. As much as I tried to connect with the film in all its over-the-top glory, I couldn’t. It might have been due to the fact that Nicholas Hoult (Skins, Warm Bodies) made his appearance so early on, or that the calibre of acting in general left much for the imagination, but I just couldn’t find resonance with the movie.

The rare enjoyable aspects of the film that I did manage to engage with appealed only to my sadistic side and my lust to see blood and violence on the big screen.

Hump day managed to regain its curvature and leave the remainder of the week back in its familiar place, a giant leap between work and freedom.

– donandsherri