Some sequels are inevitable; one just hopes that the sequel isn’t completely horrible.
Disclaimer #1:
I needed something to distract me from the news I had just received about the passing of my grandmother the evening that Transformers came out at midnight.
Disclaimer #2:
I enjoyed the first movie, but had issues. It was one of the first reviews I wrote (Transformers). I suggest reading it in conjunction with this review.
Now that the disclaimers are finished, let the review begin.
This installment is about a year after the events of the previous movie. Sam is headed to college, the Autobots are helping the military, and Megatron is still in captivity. Sam finds a sliver of the all-spark and all heck breaks loose. What follows is a 2 and 1/2 hour explosion fest that would make the combined explosions of all military actions over the past 100 years seem like a wet sparkler on the 4th of July. Just when you think Bay couldn’t stoop any lower, he actually “teabags” the viewing audience with a Decepticon (thanks, Spaldy, for the right imagery).
A lot of the issues I had with the first movie are still here, just bigger and even worse:
- StarScream – at least his whiny voice was heard this time and the robots could talk while transformed – so this was actually an improvement…
- Plot – story? we don’t need no stinkin’ story – WE HAVE EXPLOSIONS – KAAAAAAAAAAABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM
- Robots – in the cartoon you could tell who was an Autobot and who was a Decpticon – good luck here…
- Visuals – great effects but everything is lost in the neverending fireballs of Bay’s testosterone exploding onscreen…
My advice: dollar theater if you have to see it on the big screen – don’t waste money on it though…