A CAMPING WE WILL GO: Mad Max: Fury Road and In the Name of My Daughter

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Warning: SPOILERS

I’m sorry. I didn’t get it. I just didn’t.

I know, I know. Everybody and their mother loves the new movie tribute to stunt performers and second unit directors, Mad Max: Fury Road. It’s received 98% on Rotten Tomatoes and has made a fortune at the box office.

But I just didn’t get it.

As far as I can tell, the plot of the movie revolves around The Man With No Name who helps an Amazon with one arm rescue a bunch of Playboy playmates from Bane and his army of albino soldiers who all have great six packs in a post-apocalyptic world of little water, and worse, little gas.

In other words, we’re in the land of pure camp, but I’m not sure it’s of the high variety.