World War II is an event rife for cinematic adaptation. The last 12 months alone have seen the relase of The Book Thief, The Railway Man, and The Monuments Men – all dealing with different aspects of the conflict and its fallout. There are so many disparate pieces to the war that it has inspired hundreds of films. Well, ladies and gentlemen, it’s time to add another name to that list: David Ayer’s Fury.
I want to get this out of the way early, because I know at least one member of my immediate family will be reading this review – Nymphomaniac: Vol. I is not porn. Well, not entirely.