I never did play with Barbies. I grew up with my two older boy cousins and their friends (who I’d always beat in swimming, ha! :P) playing patintero, piko, taguan—and, yep, watching all the robots. *g* I knew them all: Daimos (oh, Richard *sigh*), Voltron, Voltes V, Bioman, Maskman, Transformers...
When I heard there was going to be a new Transformers movie, I was very skeptical. Yeah, right. *snort* How the hell are they going to do that?!? It didn’t help that, besides 300, all the movies I’ve seen so far this year disappointed me (including POTC3 *sniff*). But after seeing Transformers last night, I got to admit, I was verra, verra wrong to doubt.
With cars that whir into alien robots, superb stunt chases, shiny military thingys, action extravaganza and hot chicas who love mechanics, Transformers is a wet dream for boys. That doesn’t mean I—100% girl, I assure you!—didn’t like it. Actually, I can’t remember the last time I had soooo much fun watching a movie!
It’s all very easy to follow. There’s a planet called Cybertron ravaged by a civil war between good Autobots and the evil Decepticons. In their search for an all-powerful cube called the Allspark, they found out the uber-evil Megatron (voiced by Hugo Weaving) crashed in the Arctic some millennia ago. Enter Sam Witwicky (Shia LaBeouf); while shopping for his first car, he ends up having this beat-up yellow Chevy Camaro that plays tunes that fit the mood LOL—which turn out to be Bumblebee—an Autobot in disguise! I tell you, forget Jude Law as Gigolo Joe, Bumblebee is just the cutest blue-eyed robot ever! :D
Michael Bay did an uber fantastic job. It’s full of wonders like the best Steven Spielberg movies (he’s on board as an exec producer), even if it’s only about an ordinary Joe championing some aliens; just like little Henry Thomas talking to a puppet. The CGI is breathtakingly BRILLIANT there’s never a moment you don’t believe it’s real. It’s big and loud with pounding music that makes me feel like I’m participating in some unbelievable crazy sex—the best kind, mind you—that it’s SPECTACULARLY AWESOME. Who cares about tiny illogicalities/inconsistencies? No one sees the robots outside Sam’s backyard? Why does Optimus Prime (voiced by Peter Cullen) has flames painted on him? Such minor details when the movie has characters quite literally gigantic. I didn’t even care that I didn’t see Josh Duhamel naked! (The only eye candy is Megan Fox. She doesn’t do it for me, unfortunately. Told ya, I’m a girl! Sheesh. :/)
If you’re looking for subtlety, this isn’t your movie. It’s all done with a wink, as ridiculous and as extravagant as possible without getting stupid. It is as goofy as it is magnificent (jaw-dropping things which I’ve never seen before in ANY other movie!) and it helps that Bay is on the joke. Seriously, otherworldly giant robots that transform into cars? LOL Bay shows his robots in hero stances with sunlight over their shoulders and Optimus talking about loyalty and freedom like he’s just stepped off a recruiting military poster. In another movie, I’ll hate it, but Transformers revels in how completely outrageous it is and it’s all the BETTER for it. Bra-vo.
So, yep, I luuuuuuve Transformers—as silly as it is. Call me a dork but I was fascinated and, oh man, GLORIOUSLY so. I actually left the theatres wanting to see a second viewing while singing, “Baby, come back...” (You’ll know what I mean when you see it. *wink*)
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