Transformers: Dark of the Moon
“At least Megan Fox was useful.”
That was my Facebook status, which I posted as soon as I got out of the theater last Friday night. In a nutshell, Transformers: Dark of the Moon was a waste of PhP300 (I hate that I always have no choice but to watch in stereoscopic 3D because they have the best schedules) and wow…that was 2 hours 30 minutes of my life that I can never ever get back.
If I added about PhP300 more, I could have had a massage while sleeping and then enjoyed an eat-all-you-can buffet at Wensha Spa. It is not comfy to sleep in a movie house because you can’t recline the seats. And the amount of money we spent for this crap made me think thrice about walking out even when I was dying to.
With me wanting Megan Fox back, who isn’t actually the greatest actress there is, that only means one thing: the new girl’s existence was so banal that I started hating Michael Bay. Will actually avoid ALL Michael Bay movies from now on. Don’t get me wrong, I am a Third Wave feminist. I am all for the expression of female sexuality and I don’t care if you’re straight or queer. But she is just ridiculous. Sure, we want eye candy, but at least make her do something besides strut her assets and scream, for crying out loud! (I get that they want Megan Fox out, but at least bring her kick-ass character back even if they get a new actress.) You can actually remove the new girl from the movie and it wouldn’t have affected the story. At all.
Pure annoyance, really.
Hm. Wait. Now that I think about it, let’s just scrap all the human beings in the movie and concentrate on the robots, shall we? There’s already enough drama about Cybertron to begin with. We don’t need to add human dramatics to that. Also, why do the Decepticons have all the cool machinery when the Autobots sacrifice the good robots? Bring in the Dinobots, jeez!
Ok, enough ranting. I’ll just stay away from Michael Bay movies and save myself some grief.