I’d like to take this moment to remember with fondness how Mad Max Fury Road was a feminist anti-establishment anti-capitalist anti-war film that criticised the toxic world in which boys are bred as short-lived canon fodder for selfish bloated old men who hoard resources
while women who dream of a softer, kinder world but are able to fight for it are the key to a better future with better leadership so long as they kill the old, abusive authorities along the way, and distribute resources fairly instead of selling lies about its limits as set by said selfish bloated resource hoarding old men
The way that in s2 Trevor tells Sypha how the tree in his house was his whole world as a kid, and then she places a shrine for him in that same tree so he can rest in the place where he was allowed to be his happiest
I’m a modern woman and all, but the minute you stick an early 1800s love story with dancing and chaste flirtation and dashing men in their regency era clothing in front of me I am fucking GONE