The Fury

This film gives you a clear look at what it wants you to see, then it turns on its heel and creeps up from behind you when you least expect it and ambushes your heartstrings, tearing at and ripping them to shreds, as only the very best can do. I, for one, am duly impressed. There are topics in here I know something about, and I must say they're handled expertly, brought forth slowly, inch by inch, for maximum effect and lasting impact. Any personal memories you'd thought long supressed rise to the top like cream. Any lingering feelings rush forth like a waterfall beating against the rocks. Any remaining bitterness or pain grips you tightly like a swaddled newborn. There's no escaping the message being delivered by writer, actors, and director, et al. And the ending? The ending kicks you right in the gut. Bravo! Well done! This film begs the questions, When are men going to start taking responsibility for what they do to women and girls, and, When will society demand it of them?