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Watching Mad Max (1979). It would suck being Mrs Max, waiting to get fridged or have a line of dialogue, whichever comes first.

Post-apocalypse Australia = normal Australia.

It was an odd duck, that movie. Coming to it after the second and third one was like "...huh?"

In fairness, if memory serves, she has about as many lines as Max