Although I’m not 17 years old, it seems obvious to me that for a summer popcorn big explody-type film a movie about giant fighting robots that transform into cool cars and such should be the ABSOLUTE PERFECT SUBJECT MATTER.
Because I am not 17 years old, I recognize that a summer popcorn big explody-type film can be good if the creative team puts some imagination and cleverness into it.
So, I am neither in the “Explody-Type Film = teh suxx0r” camp . . .
nor am I in the “Explody-Type Film- C’mon! What more do you want? Shit blowz up!” camp.
These movies could have been good. I wanted them to be good.
Even in the early days of CGI, smooth surfaced angular objects were the easiest subjects to render. So, with as advanced as CGI had become- even as early as the first of these movies- the big screen realization of the Transformers had potential to provide some of the greatest spectacle ever put on the big screen.
I had read prior to the release of the first film that Michael Bay was insistent that the transformations are such that they would actually work, and that proportions be faithfully observed- no cheats like the cartoon. Well . . . I actually wanted to see this. Everything rushes by so fast, the camera never stops moving, the specatcle of the transformations is really never showcased- so, why go through all the trouble in the first place?
I also really didn’t like how indistinguishable the robots were- especially the Decepticons. There’s a pretty full Transformers mythology to draw from and a lot of interesting character dynamics that could have been explored. I could often never tell Megatron from Starscream, and while there were some times I knew I was watching Megatron on screen there were hardly ever any times I really knew I was watching Starscream. This is a major failing as far as I’m concerned. Starscream was always a great character in the original series and that Megatron/Starscream dynamic could have added so much.
As far as showing people rather than robots, grude, actually the only thing I really liked from any of the movies: Sam’s parents in the first movie- especially Sam’s mom, she was hilarious. She’s so funny in the scene when she’s simultaneously proud and flabergasted at her son bringing home such a ridiculously hot girl.
The movies were spaced out enough that by the time the second one came out I thought to myself “Well there were some things I liked about the first one, maybe this one will be better” and when the third one came out I thought to myself “Well there were some things I liked about the first two, maybe this one will be better.” I got reeled in each time. Other than providing Megan Fox with the security and comfort of not having to be pimped out by her husband (yet), these movies really didn’t accomplish much.