Mini-Review: Mad Max: Fury Road, George Miller et al. (2015)

Monday, December 14th, 2015

two out of five stars

“Nux and Immortan Joe” – 3.5/5 stars

“Furiosa” – 1/5 stars

“Max Part I” – 3.5/5 stars

“Max Part II” – 4/5 stars

“War Rig” – 3/5 stars

Unsurprisingly, Furiosa’s storyline mostly soured my view of this collection of Max Mad: Fury Road prequel comic books. (The rest are readable enough, though largely underwhelming.) Feminist critics have already picked “Furiosa” apart, panel by panel, so instead of rehashing what’s already been said, I’ll just redirect you here, here, and here. For starters.

I especially loathed the artists’ portrayal of Furiosa, who they transform into a) a pro-lifer who compares Angharad’s attempt to abort her rape baby to Immortan Joe’s reign of terror and b) a rape apologist who berates the “wives” for not showing the proper amount of respect and gratitude toward their abuser. Granted, Furiosa’s behavior might be due in part to past trauma; for instance, her tirade against the wives could be Furiosa’s way of minimizing her own abuse. (It’s revealed that she too was once one of Joe’s breeders; because no woman can be a hero without first being victimized in the most brutal and inhumane ways.)

If this is the case, the whole storyline could have been handled better, with more nuance and compassion. That’s a pretty big if, though, especially given the creators’ odious responses to criticism and their general lack of awareness overall.

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The Rat Terrier Review #5

Saturday, June 20th, 2015

2015-06-14 - Napping in the Sunroom - 0014 [flickr]

I’m running out of clever subtitles for these things, can you tell?

First things first: Peedee had his one-month (actually four-week, but wev) follow-up x-ray yesterday. According to our regular vet’s admittedly inexpert eye, it looks like the cancer has progressed a little, though possibly not as much as we expected/feared given the time frame. (One month = one half to a third of the predicted life span given us by the oncologist, so.) The primary tumor isn’t much larger, nor has the fluid in his lungs gotten worse. So maybe the semi-secret herbal supplement we’ve been giving him has made a difference? Idk.

2015-06-19 - Peedee & His Moo Cow - 0011 [flickr]

Really we won’t know for sure until next week, after the oncologist has had a chance to look over the newest images and compare them to the last round. Like I said, our vet’s good, but he’s not a cancer specialist. I’m trying not to get my hopes up while also not going too far in the other direction and freaking the fuck out. I was dreading yesterday’s appointment all week, and at least now it’s over. So there’s that.

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Otherwise Peedee is acting pretty normal so far: no loss of appetite, no trouble breathing, no weakness or lethargy. He’s his normal, anxious, hyperactive self. Though the warm weather has got them all feeling a little lazier than normal. Today it’s supposed to hit 95F, so we went the proactive route and cranked the AC this morning. I HATE to close up the house during the summer – it may as well be winter, without the warm breezes and wildlife sounds – but sometimes it just has to be done.

2015-06-19 - Post-Walk Peedee - 0014 [flickr]

So! This week. It actually hasn’t been overbearingly hot, so we were able to take them walking a ton. Peedee’s already tired of our street, so we decided to take a risk and go traipsing around town. For most of our dogs’ lives – well, the entirety of their lives, save for the first year we had Ralphie – we’ve lived in places with wide, open spaces: acres and acres of private property, or large public parks that mostly go unused. So the dogs are used to long leashes and running pretty much wherever they want. As wild as you can get with a harness. Yielding to traffic? Not so much.

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