Protagonist Deaths + Release (x)

Protagonist Deaths + Release (x)

OKAY. THAT’S FUCKING IT.

Y’all need to stop saying that Max contributed to the death of Angharad because as you can CLEARLY SEE from this screengrab...

SHE DID NOT SLIP ON HER BLOODIED FOOT.

Oh, what’s that? You want this moment in slow-motion GIF, you say?!

I FUCKING REPEAT FOR ALL YOU MAX ROCKATANSKY BLAMERS

ANGHARAD

DID

NOT

FUCKING

SLIP

ON

HER

B  L  O  O  D  I  E  D

F  O  O  T

OKAY?!

To be clear, I had thought the same thing when I first watched the movie, but after several repeat viewings and actually paying REALLY CLOSE ATTENTION to the subtle details, I saw that Angharad’s death wasn’t any of Max’s fault AT ALL. And for good measure, the metal pipe on the War Rig where she stepped on (using her UNINJURED LEG, I might add) does not even have any visible trace of blood coming from her injured leg that would have been the cause of her lost footing.

Seriously, the fandom needs to signal boost this shit because I have FUCKING HAD IT with all these people blaming Angharad’s death on Max when it clearly shows that her untimely and undeserved demise was just an unfortunate and tragic accident that did not have anything to do with Max’s bullet ricocheting off from the War Rig and hitting Angharad on her leg.

Accidents always happen in life and in movies we love, and shit like that is beyond our control.

Deal with it.

Just a reminder

Angharad slipped on the blood from wherr Max clipped her on the leg

The Vuvalini + Paper Planes (x)

Immortan Joe + The Hand That Feeds (x)

"Who killed the world? No one could say, but I remember the After-Time.

It was the Age of the Immortan, the Warlord of the Wastes. His Citadel rose high against the meat-eating sun. It was here he kept his Five Wives locked up tight, all shiny and chrome; his ticket to a full-life son and heir. Their teacher was Miss Giddy, the History Woman who fed their heads with Wordburgers and smarts.

Then there were the War Boys, the Immortan's rabid warriors. As their flesh failed, the War Boys refueled at the Blood Bag Bank where the Organic Mechanic primed their pumps with healthy Hi-Octane Red. Further down were the Cog Fodder; their ragged legs powered the lifts. Below us all were the Wretched, the deformed and rotting garbage of this world.

As for us, we were the War Pups. Too young to fight, we watched and waited for our time to do war...

This was Citadel.

Oh, what a lovely day..."

— As told by a grown-up War Pup of the Citadel ( x )

The Five Wives + Alexander McQueen Showpiece Dresses

The Splendid Angharad : "Oyster" Dress of shredded and multi-layered ivory silk (Irere, Spring/Summer 2003).

Capable : Asymmetric dress with a skirt of ostrich feathers dyed red and black and a bodice of glass microscope slides handpainted red (VOSS, Spring/Summer 2001).

The Dag : Dress of nude silk embroidered with silk flowers and fresh flowers (Sarabande, Spring/Summer 2007).

Toast The Knowing : Sleeveless turtleneck dress with a bodice of yellow glass beads and a skirt of black horsehair (Eshu, Autumn/Winter 2000).

Cheedo The Fragile : Dress of white cotton spray-painted black and yellow with an underskirt of white silk (No. 13, Spring/Summer 1999).