Well, here I am, once again hanging alone around the perimeter while the vast majority of critics and fans are having a veritable orgy of delight over Mad Max: Fury Road. Yes it’s a crazy, inventive film. Yes, the action is outsized and breathtaking. And yet my reaction is a resounding, “Meh.” How did it come to this? I’m tempted to level that blame at a delayed onset of anhedonia — the inability to experience pleasure — but I had a green chile cheeseburger at Bobby’s Burger Palace a few days ago and was convinced that there still exists miracles in this universe, so that can’t be it. Listen in on my review for Jim Freund’s Hour of the Wolf as I try to figure this out. Click on the player to hear the review, or right-click the link to download.