In 1979, the cinematic world was right in the middle
of revival of Australian films, a time period that was dubbed “Australian New
Wave.” Coming in on the peak of this movement was “Mad Max,” the debut of
director George Miller’s leather-wearing, blacktop-melting road epic that
started Mel Gibson’s career as an international film actor. Budgeted at less
than $500,000, “Mad Max” had grossed $100 million worldwide and started a
franchise that is still going to this day with “Mad Max: Fury Road,” which will
be the final film I look at.
Actually, it’s safe to say that 1979 would have been
that this film would just crash and burn. Dave Trumbore stated in his review, “First-time
feature director Miller was, up until this point, an emergency room doctor
exposed to all sorts of violent injuries and deaths. It was through his
interest in film that Miller met up with amateur filmmaker Byron Kennedy at a
summer film school, where they formed a partnership that would lead to massive
success with Mad Max.” Pairing up with first-time screenwriter James
McCausland, Miller and Kenney then went to casting the movie with new and
upcoming actors completely innovative to being in movies. With all of these
newbies both behind and in front of the camera, “Mad Max” had every reason to
bomb. How did it become the most profitable film these many years later?
Trumbore mentioned that, “The films of Australian
New Wave were characterized by a few traits: a relatively fresh vitality that
was absent in films before this era, a penchant for capturing vast open spaces
within the frame, the suddenness of violence, scenes of intimacy, and a
straight-ahead narrative style of storytelling.” “Mad Max” had all of these.
Trumbore said, “Organic energy infuses both the law-enforcing members of the
Main Force Patrol and the chaotic agents of the scavenging Acolytes, unfettered
by stilted dialogue or claustrophobic sets. Miller’s vision and cinematographer
David Eggby’s camerawork captured the vast, arid landscape of the Australian
highways, a setting that proved perfect for the post-apocalyptic dystopian
story. While the scenes of tender loving are outnumbered by those that are
voyeuristic or downright violent, it’s the portrayal of the world’s worst
instances of road rage that really set Mad Max apart.”
The film itself gives about no exposition for audiences,
choosing instead to start us off with only this sentence: “A few years from now…”
After that, audiences are basically pondering what could follow on their own.
Trumbore said, “Personally, I rather enjoy this slow-burn approach to
storytelling which allows the plot to play out in its own time.” What that out
of the way, modern audiences might find the pacing too slow and the film not
having exposition confusing. Trumbore said, “The details of the
post-apocalyptic world of Mad Max may be lost on those who only view the first
film in the series, but I like to think that the classic tale of a lawman out
for vengeance against those who murdered his friends and family is easily
grasped by viewers, no matter the year they view it.”
Before we even meet the protagonist, we are
introduced to the film’s two fighting groups: the policemen of the Main Force
Patrol and the criminal members of the Acolytes. The main antagonist, nicknamed
the Nightrider, played by Vincent Gil, has killed a novice officer while
escaping police custody. He also steals the officer’s Pursuit Vehicle, and with
his girlfriend, played by Lulu Pinkus, they are chased by cops on a high-speed
chase. Things are looking bad for the MFP until they call in their top cop, Max
Rockatansky, played by Gibson. The fast-paced chase soon ends in a fireball
that kills the Nightrider and his girlfriend. This is not only a great start to
the world of “Mad Max,” it also serves as a substance for the conflict that
slowly progresses between the MFP and Acolytes for the next 90 minutes of
high-speed action.
However, “Mad Max” does not lack a sense of humor, a
twisted and often black humor obviously, but humor nonetheless. There are
strange spontaneous moments spread throughout the film: Max’s wife Jessie
(Joanne Samuel) randomly playing the saxophone, their only son Sprog (Brendan
Heath) playing with Max’s revolver, Charlie’s (John Ley) mechanical voice box,
and the Acolytes’ spur-of-the-moment dancing to name a few. Without these
moments of humor and absolute eccentricity, the film easily could have transferred
into a miserable and hopeless drag. However, many critics at that time received
it this way, and not without good reason.
Much of the film follows the MFP using their limited
resources to luck up the Acolytes, but a small amount of courage on the part of
the victims allow the villains to get away clean, even when the law has them
firmly in grasp. When the last leftovers of justice eventually fail the MFP,
Captain “Fifi” Maccafee, played by Roger Ward (who likely gave as the stylistic
predecessor of the rest of the series’ leather fathers and S&M setups)
tells his officers to do whatever they can to kill this gang, as long as the paperwork
is clean. However, when Max’s partner, played by Steve Bisley, gets burned
alive, the MFP’s best driver retires before he meets a similar doing.
Max may have put some distance between himself and the
violent of the MFP’s responsibilities in order to spend more time with his
family, but the roads have become significantly uncontrolled, the same violence
spreading out across the country. The Acolytes manage to find Max by a saddened
twist of fate, an accident that ends with the motorcycle gang riding down
Jessie and Sprog, permanently disfiguring and disabling Jessie, and killing
Sprog. It’s this heart-breaking moment that pushes Max way too far. His drive
for vengeance takes him over, costing him a damaged leg and a broken arm, but
Max soon disassembles the Acolytes and looks over the deaths of Toecutter (Hugh
Keays-Byrne) and Johnny the Boy (Tim Burns).
However, to what end? What are we to take from the conclusion
of “Mad Max” except that unruliness is the avoidance nature of mankind? If
tragedy is able to decrease the most honorable of us to our most deadly state,
then what hope is there for rebuilding civilization after the defeat? While it’s
easy to criticize “Mad Max” for this miserable outlook supported by the film’s
final act, it’s must more encouraging to know that following films explore this
dual nature of man. Is Max broken beyond the part of redemption, or is he still
able to make meaningful relationships and become one again?
All of this will be told next week in the second
entry of “Mad Max Month.” In the meantime, if you haven’t seen this film, do
so. You will love it, I promise you. It’s really heavy and emotional, but it’s
still riveting and engaging, making it a joy ride from beginning to end.
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