Join me for the first of the Mad Max films: Mad Max. It’s the heartwarming story of a gang of motorcycle roustabouts who run afoul of the law in a vast and desolate near future where fuel is scarce and no one questions your sexuality.
I compare the film to Mad Max 2: The Road Warrior as well as to other fast car pictures, westerns, horror movies, and Mel Gibson’s life. I heap praise on nearly every aspect of it to the point that you would think I would call it “nearly perfect” but I don’t. I’m not sure why, because the last of the V8s is banging on all cylinders at all times.
Note: I say at one point that gasoline has a reddish tint, but different fuels are different colors.
Start the commentary after the MGM logo, before the AI title card, on the countdown.