What an amaxing evening with friends laughing at friends of those friends. So here’s the story, me and buddy decide to go see Mad Max and holler at a couple other buddies to see if we can get a party going. One buddy shows up with a couple of his buddies and the meet us at a Mexican joint for some pre-movie margarheeetas. And a shot. And a blunt.
These are not our typical party with us folks. One popped. Barely got the car pulled over in time.
So we laughed.
Dude chilled out laying down beside the road for about 40 minutes. We left a couple times but came back. We figured in this part of town someone sees a black dude passed out beside a Volvo they gonna call the cops. Then he might get shot.
So we laughed some more.
Then the other one popped. And we laughed.
But these kids are game, the moment pased and we headed off to the film. One of the reovered felt so good he needed a Red Bull. Then he needed another Red Bull. It tasted like blueberries.
And praise Allah we made it to the movies before the Red Bulls needed out. And we laughed again. Does it still taste like blueberries we asked? And laughed and laughed and went into the movie.
Initially I want to say how absolutely over the top dumb this movie is, but tI’m just having so much fun with these dummies. And it’s better than the most recent incarnation of Godzilla. And I decided Avengers 2 wasn’t all that bad.
It’s like I’m watching Idiocracy come true. It reminded me of lots of movies, actually. Remember The Men Who Stare at Goats? Where they are driving around the desert with no real direction and no real idea where they are going? They did that a lot. Desert environment and overly fat boily dudes with crazy respirators – Dune. And duh, they had Mad Max in a Bane mask half the the damn time. Ya think Tom Hardy’s agent woulda been Hell No! Didn’t necessarily remind me of Mad Max….
Having said that, it was fairly entertaining.
My favorite part of the movie, other than the Victoria’s Secret models of course, was the giant speaker truck with the dude hanging from the front with a double neck guitar/bass monstrosity. His job was to just rock out whenever the truck was in motion. That’s a pretty sweet gig. Until they start ramming other trucks with your face….
Whenever a vehicle exploded, and there were lots, you could literally see every single peice of the machinery being ejected into the sky. That was pretty cool.
It’s too long.
So like for 75% of the movie they are hauling ass AWAY from some place, then they figure they need to go back and it only takes like 5 minutes. I see what you did.
It was also pretty cool when they were hanging from the giant ass manifold on top of their trucks. While they were tearing ass through the desert. Just hanging on up there spitting gasoline into them. No big deal. I’d think it’d be hot to the touch…
And talk about amazing mechanics, dude fixes an engine. While tearing ass through the desert.
The graphics are amaze-balls so go see it for the excitement of the big screen. I give this movie a margarheeta, a shot and a bong hit.