FURY

Who’da thunk’it? When’s the last time one of these big budget films exceeded your expectations? Well, they did it this time. This movie was good, all kinds of good. Even Shia LaBeouf with a mustache couldn’t ruin this movie.

The movie was blatant, an exposed nerve.   Nothing was played up or cheap. There weren’t any nauseating tugs at the heart strings. There was nothing nostalgic, or nationalistic, or picturesque, or monumental, or symbolic, or utopic, or dystopic… There was evil and good on both sides. Plainly, it looked like WAR, in all caps, or what any of us who have never been in one would imagine it might be. A war without the spotlight of significance associated with a famous battle or day. The only spotlight was on the tank, and the actions of the men inside it.

They were imperfect, but just.  Maybe not just, but who am I to say. I will refer to one quote for you, being as I believe it is what the whole movie is about, “Ideals are peaceful, history is violent.”

Sure, I can tell you the tank battles were original and completely riveting, but I can’t go into my normal spiel and jokes because I genuinely suggest going out to the theater and seeing this for yourself. So, that’s all I got for ya this time folks. Thank you for reading, and until next time GB².