If a critic screams in a middle of a Michael Bay film and the film is too loud for anyone to hear, did it ever actually occur?-My thoughts, after leaving the Transformers screening.
Okay, so I didn’t actually scream in the middle of Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen. But I sure wanted to.
Part of my dismay was not just the film’s bone-crushing noise, stupefying action, gung-ho conservatism, thinly-veiled racism, predictable sexism, bloated running time (two and a half freaking hours!), and crass commercialism (actually, compared to the film’s other sins, the crass commercialism is kind of quaint)—it was knowing that no matter what I say, it won’t amount to squat. Transformers II is going to make its buckets of money, paving the way for a third and possibly even a fourth iteration of this soulless franchise. Hoo-yah.
“That was AWESOME!”-Actual 11-year-old boy leaving the Transformers screening.
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