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mad max costuming
I need to point this out because nobody else is.
Look at Furiosa’s top.
Look how it looks like wrapping. How it’s layered like strips. Compare that to Max’s shirts, the clothes of the Wretched, single pieced.
Look at the fabric.
By gosh, I wonder where she’d get fabric like that.
Hmmm…
Visual storytelling.
Totally supported, too! From the EW article:
“The Mad Max films are a kind of modern myth-making, a notion that is present even in the way they treat continuity. If you sat down and tried to piece together a timeline for Max or his world over the course of the four movies, it wouldn’t add up. Instead, each movie functions like a different story someone is telling about Mad Max, the Road Warrior. He is an archetypal figure within a new mythos. It doesn’t matter if it’s the same sawed off shotgun that sparks and fails the first time Max tries to use it—what matters is that there is a gun like that, because Max has a gun like that. Just like Max has a leather jacket carried down from his days in the Main Force Patrol, and at some point he or someone near him will wind a tiny music box. In each Max story, there are certain symbols that are constant, like Orpheus’ lyre.”
—Tarra Martin, “Ride Eternal” (Bright Wall/Dark Room, Dec. 2015)
I cannot put into words how much I love that the “continuity” of these films is a broad swirl of repeating motifs and patterns rather than any kind of hard and fast timeline.
It makes me sad that this isn’t a more readily intuited concept, and that actually a lot of people react with hostility to it. Talking about Fury Road and the previous Mad Max movies this summer, I found myself insisting that it doesn’t actually matter whether the gyro captain from Road Warrior and the pilot in Thunderdome are the same character or not. They just fulfill a similar role in the myth.
As a teenager I read way to many superhero comics, and something that ultimately drove me away from them, and comics in general for a time, was the continuity bubble. A new mega-event each year, an ever-increasing volume of interlocking pieces to be put into play, meant to appeal to only the most “hardcore” reader, and if you aren’t spending money on just about every single title a publisher puts out, the story is incomplete.
It’s the most short-sighted kind of storytelling. And eventually people will get tired and peace the fuck out. I sure did.
And as I watch the film industry be swallowed alive by one superhero movie after another, each one a semi-independent appendage in a larger “universe,” employing these same continuity-heavy storytelling practices, I find myself so relieved that Mad Max exists.
Where it does not matter where each little piece of story fits inside a cumbersome mechanism meant only to milk you of your dollars. No retelling the origin story every five years.
Where it’s just:
“My name is Max.”
“My world is fire. And blood.”
*stomps a lizard and away we fucking go.
Names and naming
Mad Max Fury Road is full of names: weird, inventive, evocative names. But it also uses them brilliantly. There’s so much information packed into what names are spoken, when and how.
Names and titles are a classic way of revealing hierarchy. Joe is named repeatedly, and each time it shows his relationship with the person naming him. Nux’s “Immortan! Immortan Joe!” is all about his godlike status. The Organic Mechanic’s “Joe” is deliberately casual, not actively disrespectful but certainly not worshipful.
Then there’s the ongoing tension in what Joe calls Angharad: “Splendid” most of the time, reverting to her proper name at moments of stress, when he really needs her to listen. In the canyon scene, he goes from “Splendid, that’s my child, my property” when he’s trying to rebuke her to “Angharad! Get out!” when he realises she’s at risk of hitting the rock. It’s implied that she rejects “Splendid” – certainly the other wives only ever call her Angharad. (More generally, the wives use each other’s names simply, to get each other’s attention: I don’t get any sense of hierarchy from it.)
Other names are hardly ever spoken. Furiosa doesn’t call the wives anything. Charlize Theron has said this was because she is trying not to get emotionally attached.
On screen, Furiosa explicitly uses names to form connections. When she asks for Max’s name, it’s a deliberate attempt to achieve emotional engagement, because she needs him on side. And it’s rare for her: not only does she not name the wives, she doesn’t use the war rig crew’s names, either. In a movie that keeps its dialogue sparse, every word counts - and every omitted word counts, too.
Within the Citadel hierarchy, war boys don’t get named by anyone but each other. “I’ve got a war boy, running on empty,” says the Organic Mechanic. An imperator later uses exactly the same phrasing to introduce Nux to Joe: “I’ve got a war boy, says he was on the war rig”. It suggests that, from the top of the Citadel hierarchy, war boys are seen as interchangeable. One describes Nux as if he were a machine; the other - “says he was on the war rig” - implies his lower status, framing his evidence as hearsay. It’s clearly a huge honour for Joe to ask Nux his name. It’s also the only time we see a Citadel full-life acknowledge a war boy’s name.
War boys in this film are both abusers and victims - terribly fragile, desperate for attention from the powerful class that exploits and uses them, not questioning its values. They go unnamed by their superiors, but they name each other as often as possible: “Morsov!” “Slit, what’s happening?” Though Nux shouts “Crew, out of the way!” at Ace - maybe they don’t know names beyond their own crews, or maybe he just doesn’t recognise Ace from behind.
They use names to encourage each other. Just look at the way they all shout Morsov’s name before witnessing him. “Witness me” is a plea for affirmation: see what I’m doing, make it mean something. Witnessing is an act of performative masculinity - I liked @bookishandi‘s post on witnessing Nux’s death. But it’s also framed as an act of mutual support (which I think is why it’s taken off so much in fandom). Morsov’s death - which is really the viewer’s introduction to “witnessing” as a concept - is part of a scene that shows us the war rig crew working smoothly together.
The exception is Slit, who tries to undermine his colleagues instead, shouting “Mediocre, Morsov!” rather than “witness”, or telling Nux that Joe wasn’t looking at him, “He was scanning the horizon”. And of course Slit is the most insecure of the lot, begging for any scrap of attention: “I got the blood bag’s boot! Take me, I got his boot!”
Imperators, and others from the Citadel’s powerful classes, are clearly known by their names. “Furiosa, she took a lot of stuff from Immortan Joe”, for instance. There’s no sense that war boys give this recognition to anyone not at the top of that hierarchy. The war boy who tells Nux about Furiosa talks about the wives as things - “stuff”, “prize breeders”. Nux’s own reaction to the wives - “so shiny, so chrome” - sees them as objects rather than people. And of course he goes on calling Max “blood bag”, even when he thinks they’re on the same side. It’s not a conscoius insult; it clearly doesn’t occur to him that Max might mind - any more than Nux minded the way the Organic Mechanic or the imperator talked about him.
Then there’s the scene when Furiosa greets the Vuvalini. Here’s what she says:
“I am one of the Vuvalini, the Many Mothers. My initiate mother was K.T. Concannon. I am the daughter of Mary Jobassa. My clan was Swaddle Dog.”
This is a speech proving her identity, but how she does it is so revealing. She doesn’t use her own name at all. Instead, it’s all about a web of relationships, of connections, the ways in which she belongs. (She’s also proving that she belongs by demonstrating knowledge of Vuvalini society.) She lists her initiate mother before her birth mother – her place in the community before her lineage. Her tenses are interesting, too. Her clan was Swaddle Dog – she’s left, the clan may no longer exist, she’s talking about the past. But when she talks about being Vuvalini, it’s “I am”. Even though she’s asking for recognition, it has none of the war boys’ neediness – she’s naming what she is, how she chooses to see herself. She’s not seeking approval or affirmation.
And though the Vuvalini team work is smooth, they do it without shouting names – to the point where most of the Vuvalini characters don’t have names at all (which is very unhelpful for fandom, George). Citadel naming is intensely hierarchical, about who does, and doesn’t, get respect. Vuvalini naming is about community, identities built up through choices and relationships.
Of course, the film’s most powerful naming scene has nothing to do with the Citadel or the Vuvalini: it’s Max telling Furiosa his name. (OH MY HEART.) It’s the conclusion of Max’s emotional arc, his return to being a human being: accepting a name, accepting his own identity. Crucially, he accepts it by sharing it. Throughout the film, names are meaningful because they’re how people connect with each other. In the “My name is Max” scene, we see Max choosing to do that. Engage to heal.
Listen yall, never make fun of people for pms-ing. That shit hurts like a mother fucker and honestly, blood dripping outta your vag all damn day is not a pleasant feeling at all. It's just constant major discomfort and pain. And ya know what, some people do get hyper emotional- it's completely normal!
My last period I was so fucked up with hormones I spent an evening crying over a Parks and Rec episode (season 7, episode 4; ya Parks and Rec homies know what I mean) while sitting in my bathtub eating popcorn. Guess what I did afterwards? I shook that shit off and put myself back together. Uterus-having people are beasts. We put up with that rollercoaster of emotion, pain, and discomfort for 5-7 days every month for years. The only penis-having-person I've met that came in close to understanding our pain was my partner. He gets bad IBS symptoms every so often from a food additive we cannot pinpoint. Dude even admitted he would rather die than live with those cramps for more than a few hours. Show the uterus-having people in your life some love yall.
I'd like to apologize for my tumblr posts when I first started 😂
I was younger then... stupider then...
My dog died suddenly from a stroke. I didn't get to say goodbye.
I hate myself for not being with him. I keep imagining him scared and alone and it kills me everyday.
He was my everything for so long.
What do I do now. I miss you so much Thor
I was scrolling through a conversation and accidentally reacted to a message from two years ago.
My funeral will be Saturday yall
Someone once said to me, “I hope the pain eases soon.” It struck me as the purest blessing that had ever been offered over my head - I hope the pain eases soon. It’s so gentle, so kind, so hopeful. So to everyone who’s hurting: I see how hard you’re trying, and I hope your pain will ease soon.
So what exactly did Taylor do...
Hello everyone.
So today I have sad news to bring to you, I’ve been plagied.
I had some messages there telling me if I made a game that I released lastly, knowing I didn’t I asked no and wanted to know why many people asked me this, then they gave me a link to the Facebook page of the company :
https://www.facebook.com/fortafygames
I looked on it, and directly saw the icon that is, quasi my little pigeons I animate bouncing, then I was like “ mmm … maybe they were inspired but they could ask for permission because it’s way too similar for my taste, it’s really like my animations” then I saw the videos and it was terrible.
You may already what I animate, but when I saw the video of the gameplay, I had no words.
All of my motions, bouncing animals, Dancing frames are exactly the sames !!
They totally copied my art !!!
So I contacted them, I wanted to be sure, they replied me that it’s for game and that my art is for animation so it’s not the same. Sigh
So I told my friends about it, many tried tu put messages to discuss with them, no success. Some even were blocked when they put proof of my work.
I’m lost, I didn’t sleep last night because of this, I contacted lawyers and got some explanation, so it’s still going but I have to deal with it and I wanted you to know my current situation.
I share this with you because I’m an artist, this kind of thing happen to us WAY too often and I want to act, for me, for you, for any artists on the internet!
It have to stop!
I have so many proofs on my blog, but also you know me and my art well.
I can’t let this pass and stay there.
Please be aware of this and tell people that it’s total plagiat of my art.
Thank you.
#ChuckECheeseChallenge 🔥 😭 😭
LMAFOOOOOOOOOOO THAT’S HOW IT BE TOO I HATE THESE TALENTED AS MUTHA FUCKERS LOOOL.
dude in the middle fuckin me UP
this post just cant be on its own. it needs the accompanying pic “when you’re level 80” that is exactly the same image, but the stick has glowing runes on it and the crabs are purple
Ok, I had nothing better to do with my monday night
This gets better every time i see it.
i made a college vine compilation b/c Suffering™️
(warning for loud noise in some of them)
It’s funny cause it’s true
Me rn
Shit.
I'm actually doing really well in Organizational Behaviour, and it's hella interesting...
I'm almost considering a human resources major I stead of accounting... but hr is such a hard career to get into 😒 why are you like this Am.
Found a red beetle in Princess Buttercup's terrarium. Asked SIL if superworms evolve into red beetles 😂
I've been studying like mad the past few days for an Organizational Behaviour midterm and was terrified I would fail... holy shit just walked in and crushed the mother fucker. Who am I.
I'm so glad I switched to business faculty.
