Dee

everyone is strange, and being passionate is attractive. don’t be afraid to be who you are and enjoy life the way you want to

Your 30s aren't too late. Don't let nobody tell you that stupid shit.

#this sort of thing is legitimately better than the standard ‘finishing each other’s sentences’  #or just saying it at the same time  #the whole just not speaking words like humans  #just sort of random sentence fragments bc the drift compatibility is doing all the heavy lifting  #[WORDS WITHOUT CONTEXT]  #[OTHER RANDOM WORDS]  #[danny and rusty turn and act as one]  #everyone else: what just happened.  #I live for this sort of dialogue character building malarkey

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If I think about Praetorian Jack's cool headedness in battle and his warmth for his crew vs Furiosa's fieriness in a fray and her coldness toward everyone but Jack for too long, I might actually go insane.

There’s a lot to dig into re: the echoes between Jack and Max in Furiosa’s relationships with both but the thing that really got me was Jack and Furiosa, defeated and about to be tortured to death and leaning into each other, being taunted and mocked by Dementus about trying to go home, because there is no home to go back to. In Fury Road we learn this is painfully true, but then at the end Furiosa, weak and half out of her mind, uses what are almost surely her last breaths to plead very quietly to Max, “Home. Take me home.” It’s something about sharing with both these warriors her most desperate dreams and most harrowing moments of defeat, when much of the time those things are burdens or secrets she has to carry all alone or as a leader, without a partner who is equal to understanding them…? Is there something to her saying Jack’s name in one stolen moment near to dying and Max telling her his in a different one? I don’t know but I’m not fine!