Transformers may very well be the perfect Michael Bay movie. The man has finally found the precise formula with which to express his creative soul, and his joy is evident in every frame of the movie. This is the film of a man at peace with himself. Transformers takes us on a journey to the heart of Michael Bay’s personal universe, and that heart is made of giant robots pounding the crap out of each other until they explode.
This is one of the most perfect examples of “plot as Macguffin” I can recall. Events and characters are sketched out with the bare minimum amount of detail necessary to lead into the next scene; necessary genre conventions-- the love interest, the comic relief-- are tagged only lightly in passing, or even ignored altogether. Bay is secure in the knowledge that the audience wants the exact same thing he does. The only important goal is to reach the point where the giant robots throw down on each other. There is a beautiful purity about this movie.
One of the most remarkable things is the number of objects in this movie that: do not explode. Remember, this is a Michael Bay movie! Yet we are treated to lengthy scenes of the Pentagon, Air Force One, and Hoover Dam-- none of which even remotely explode at any time! While fighting Barricade, Bumblebee was actually knocked into a giant gasoline tank, denting it, and it did not explode! The dam contained both Megatron and the cube everyone was fighting over, and somehow it did not explode! I found myself saying, “Michael? Haven’t we forgotten something? You forgot to blow up the dam, Michael. Shouldn’t it be exploding right about now, in a huge string of massive fireballs, sending billions of tons of water and jagged concrete pouring down, engulfing a fleet of helicopters hovering in the valley, and then the helicopters burst into flame and explode, while all the characters run for their lives just ahead of the exploding flood, screaming and wisecracking every step of the way?” And Michael just smiled gently, and said, “Let’s just skip ahead to the part where the robots fight, shall we?”
I have only two complaints: [spoiler]First, I really didn’t ever need to consider the possibility of Autobot urination. Seriously, they’re giant alien robots, they don’t need to show disrespect by peeing. Don’t ever do that again.
Also, there was a definite excess of pornstaches among the supporting characters. Blackout’s holographic pilot had one. Barricade’s holographic officer had one. When the covert agency guy with the briefcase showed up at the Pentagon, I was totally expecting him to be a Decepticon too just on the basis of his pornstache. But then, I was also expecting Jon Voight’s Secretary of Defense character to be evil, just on the basis that he was played by Jon Voight.[/spoiler]