So, I just finished watching Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen.
My first impression was: noise. Just a lot of noise. There were new transformers all over the place, some I'd thought would be introduced or at least given names, but no. They were introduced unceremoniously, and died in similar ways. I think Jazz was back, with no explanation given. He was just there, cutting up fools. There were scenes that seemed to have no purpose, whatsoever, and so many opportunities for Shia LaBoeuf and Megan Fox to act.
So, there was a lot of stuff happening. And so much of that stuff was ridiculous to the point of not making any sense at all. Apparently freshmen aren't allowed cars. I didn't know this, is this a real thing that happens at some universities? I can understand them not having any parking spots, but just an all-encompassing no cars rule. Only for freshmen. Also, when they first arrive at the school, they drive right onto campus, right next to the statue of the founder. I'd think this would be in some square, where cars wouldn't really be allowed, especially on move-in day. Also, the whole thing with the macguffin that can save Optimus and destroy the sun and everything. Just so much was wrong with this movie.
But the thing is, I didn't care. I watched this movie for one reason and one reason only: to watch Optimus Prime fight other giant robots that can transform into symbols of authority. And in that respect, the movie delivered, and delivered such succulent meat that it left me crawling on the butcher's floor like a dog, licking up every spare piece of gristle and licking every drop of blood.
I read the title of an article that said, "Are summer movie's too smart?" And I have to say yes, but this one wasn't, this one simply was giant robots fighting. I've heard these movies be called a waste, but is anything a waste if it brings you joy? I've heard it say that we should never regret anything that makes us happy, and I've been trying to live without regrets. So yes, I invested two and a half hours of my life into watching Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, and I'd do it again. Because though I didn't take away any deep messages or ideas from the movie, I took joy in it, and I learned simpler messages of love and friendship and faith and how badass things can be.
And I'm happy with just that. If you're not, then that's your problem, and if you can't take joy from watching good prevail over evil in the most fundemental way, then there is something seriously wrong with you.
My first impression was: noise. Just a lot of noise. There were new transformers all over the place, some I'd thought would be introduced or at least given names, but no. They were introduced unceremoniously, and died in similar ways. I think Jazz was back, with no explanation given. He was just there, cutting up fools. There were scenes that seemed to have no purpose, whatsoever, and so many opportunities for Shia LaBoeuf and Megan Fox to act.
So, there was a lot of stuff happening. And so much of that stuff was ridiculous to the point of not making any sense at all. Apparently freshmen aren't allowed cars. I didn't know this, is this a real thing that happens at some universities? I can understand them not having any parking spots, but just an all-encompassing no cars rule. Only for freshmen. Also, when they first arrive at the school, they drive right onto campus, right next to the statue of the founder. I'd think this would be in some square, where cars wouldn't really be allowed, especially on move-in day. Also, the whole thing with the macguffin that can save Optimus and destroy the sun and everything. Just so much was wrong with this movie.
But the thing is, I didn't care. I watched this movie for one reason and one reason only: to watch Optimus Prime fight other giant robots that can transform into symbols of authority. And in that respect, the movie delivered, and delivered such succulent meat that it left me crawling on the butcher's floor like a dog, licking up every spare piece of gristle and licking every drop of blood.
I read the title of an article that said, "Are summer movie's too smart?" And I have to say yes, but this one wasn't, this one simply was giant robots fighting. I've heard these movies be called a waste, but is anything a waste if it brings you joy? I've heard it say that we should never regret anything that makes us happy, and I've been trying to live without regrets. So yes, I invested two and a half hours of my life into watching Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, and I'd do it again. Because though I didn't take away any deep messages or ideas from the movie, I took joy in it, and I learned simpler messages of love and friendship and faith and how badass things can be.
And I'm happy with just that. If you're not, then that's your problem, and if you can't take joy from watching good prevail over evil in the most fundemental way, then there is something seriously wrong with you.
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