Valkyrie definitely ducked. The cab of the War Rig protected Nux, he got bruised a bit but he’s fine. The rest of the Vuvalini got up, dusted themselves off, and walked to the Citadel. We all know these things, right?
TBH, I’ve been in the “Sorry, but Nux is dead” camp pretty much since I walked out of the theater on the first of embarrassingly many viewings. I’ve enjoyed watching everyone come up with stories of survival, but–Nux is dead.
But just recently I realized there’s another way to think about it. This may not be even remotely new to anyone else, sometimes I’m kinda slow on the uptake–but I’m all excited: We can stop worrying right now about how our favorite MMFR characters can still be alive for our fics!
Let’s call it the Interceptor Rule of Survival. (Some of y’all may know, I have a bit of a thing for the Interceptor.)
Remember, in Road Warrior? The Interceptor is Max’s whole world–until Wez catches up with it. Max wrenches the wheel to get away and the car goes flying, rolling over and over off a cliff and all the way to the bottom. It’s smashed. Totaled. No way anyone’s ever going to drive it again.
Yet there it is in the opening scene of Fury Road. Doors undented, roof intact, bedroll spread out beside it. The paint’s not even that much worse for wear.
By the end of MMFR, the Interceptor’s been rolled, Razor-Cola’d, and pulverized between two tanker trucks.
But see, I’m not mourning. I’m not even worried. Because I can picture the scene after the last scene in the movie.
Max slips away, makes his way past the throngs of ragged men and women, all the way through to the other side of the crowd. And there it is, next to the dirt track that Joe’s army rumbled out on, that bleeds into the Fury Road. It’s right there, black paint dulled by the desert, auxiliary tanks in the back, hidden explosives rigged to blow if you don’t know where the switch is. The last of the V8 Interceptors is waiting for him.
It isn’t a question of whether the Interceptor is dead. Because by the end of MM:FR, it’s definitely dead.
It’s that it doesn’t matter.
When the Interceptor is needed to tell Max’s story, it will be there. It will always be there, no matter what happened last time, no matter how much it got banged up or crumpled or smashed or changed into something else. It doesn’t matter if it died last time. It will be there.
And so suddenly I’m understanding: Nux is dead, that truck did run Valkyrie down, the Keeper of the Seeds did bleed out in the front seat of the War Rig. But it’s canon that we can bring them back to life and we don’t have to justify it.
These are myths, these are legends, these are stories of the swirling dust of the Wasteland that lives in all of our minds.
And as long as there is a Wasteland, there will be an Interceptor, and there will be Max, and Wez and Goose and Humungus and Angharad and Joe and Nux and Jessie and even Sprog. They are all out there, riding on the Fury Road, however and whenever we want them to be.