Review: Fury (2014)
Fury? That is a war movie not a horror movie.
That might technically be a little true, but this film is almost portrayed as a monster film wearing the skin of a war movie.
In this film, a tank crew who have grown close — more than brothers — through their shared trauma battle their inner demons as they confront an overwhelming force of German troops.
They are increasingly isolated and dehumanized through the things they are forced to overcome, and struggle to survive while holding on to their last grips of humanity as the war takes even that away from them.
Reminiscent of Apocalypse Now,! paralleled even with a strangely civilized meal scene at the halfway point. But where Coppola’s film deals with a descent from modernity into primitive humanity, Director of Bright, Suicide Squad, and End of Watch David Ayer’s Fury examines a group of soldiers as they regress from who they were before the war into something darker and different by the end.
The monster stalking them is man, after all — both those on the other side of the conflict and their primitive, violent self threatening to dominate who they have become.