I'll admit that I'm one of the few brainless bozos out there that got a kick out of the first TRANSFORMERS. Sure it was big and dumb but it was entertaining nonetheless. Anywho, I caught the follow-up last night, and unsurprisingly, I found it to be another fun piece of harmless popcorn entertainment.
TRANSFORMERS: REVENGE OF THE FALLEN (2009)
If one had to describe the experience of watching TRANSFORMERS: REVENGE OF THE FALLEN, it'd probably be like eating a bag of testosterone and steroids. It's big, it's dumb, and it's 150 minutes of relentless, big-time Michael Bay spectacle.
Bay doesn't really bring much new to REVENGE other than an affinity for close-ups on ball-sacks, butts, and bosoms. Though Bay has amped up the scale, featuring an epic destructive climax on the Egyptian pyramids, the intelligence quotient has dropped dramatically, leaving one with a hopeless sense of derangement and stupefaction once the credits begin to roll.
That's not to say REVENGE isn't worth the bang for your buck, as there is certainly plenty of bang, as well as crashing metal, explosions, and sheer awesomeness. REVENGE never tries to be something it's not, and while virtually every second of screen time we see humans is so humiliatingly awful to the point that your orifices will begin to bleed, the sheer cool-factor of the robots, their overly-romantic notions of honor and justice, and the [nearly incomprehensible] fight scenes make REVENGE a justifiable watch.
TRANSFORMERS: REVENGE OF THE FALLEN is sound entertainment; a film that appeals to the lowest common denominator and does it spectacularly with the grandest form of hick charm (see: illiterate and buck-toothed black characters, relentless and surprising foul language and a blatant love for ass and tits). Throw away the racial stereotypes, wanton cuts to dog-on-dog butt-humping, a gratuitous and uncomfortable affinity for scrotums, and dialogue straight out of a Danielle Steele novel and you get two-and-a-half hours of a harmless, fun, firey metal extravaganza that defines the nature of summer movie season.
TRANSFORMERS: REVENGE OF THE FALLEN is sound entertainment; a film that appeals to the lowest common denominator and does it spectacularly with the grandest form of hick charm (see: illiterate and buck-toothed black characters, relentless and surprising foul language and a blatant love for ass and tits). Throw away the racial stereotypes, wanton cuts to dog-on-dog butt-humping, a gratuitous and uncomfortable affinity for scrotums, and dialogue straight out of a Danielle Steele novel and you get two-and-a-half hours of a harmless, fun, firey metal extravaganza that defines the nature of summer movie season.
