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24-07-2007, 09:42 AM
Stars Shia LaBoeuf, Megan Fox, John Turturro, Jon Voight, Peter Cullen, Hugo Weaving and some giant fucking robots
Directed by Michael Bay
Hurrah, hallelujah and break out the bubbly. For the first time in a long time indeed, we have a blockbuster that is truly worthy of the title. Transformers is big, loud and dumb — I mean, it’s a film based on a cartoon that was based on a toy, for crying out loud — but when it’s this much fun, who really cares? Director Michael Bay wastes no time getting straight into the action — character development doesn’t really matter a lot when you’ve got a bunch of giant fucking robots to play with. Less than five minutes in, a team of American soldiers in Qatar comes under attack from a rogue helicopter gunship, which turns into Blackout, one of the evil Decepticons. Blackout latches on to the military computer at the base, sucking out all the top secret data. Yup, there’s actually a plot. The Decepticons are searching for a piece of technology from their home world called the Allspark, which gives life to machines. It’s somewhere on Earth, having crashed into the Arctic wastes back in the late 1800s (so why are they only looking for it now?) And, of course, the good guys — the heroic Autobots (yay!) — also want to find the Allspark, to stop the Decepticons getting it and destroying the human race.
Into the mix comes American teen Sam Witwicky (LaBeouf), whose Dad helps him to buy his first car — a rather beat up 1976 Chevy Camaro. You guessed it, the car turns out to be Bumblebee, who’s a sort of forward scout for the Autobots (yay!). And by one of those wonderful Hollywood coincidences, Sam’s granddad was the explorer who led the expedition that found the Allspark. Wow, who woulda thunk it! The storyline has shades of Spielberg’s classic ET — boy befriends strange alien and tries to protect it from the nasty US government. But this time the strange alien is a giant yellow robot that can turn itself into a cool Camaro and can take care of itself. And he’s got a bunch of giant fucking robot mates to help him, led by Optimus Prime — played, in a nice touch, by original voice actor Peter Cullen. Throw in a sizzling hot schoolgirl (Fox), a slightly insane government agent (a standout performance from Turturro) and a bunch of giant fucking robots that beat the shit out of each other while throwing around some the odd knowing reference to eBay and the like, and you’ve got an action ride that barely lets up.
Michael Bay’s got a knack for turning out big, action-heavy flicks full of poorly-drawn characters, absurd plot and clunky dialogue. But you know what? This time it actually works in his favour. Rising star LaBeouf imbues Sam with enough energy and charisma that you’re carried along on his adventure, cheering for the little geeky guy to save the day and win the girl. There are a few dumb plot points and plenty of cheesy lines; but when the seamless CGI kicks in and you’ve got Optimus Prime (yay!) and Megatron (boo!) going at it mana a mano (robot a robot?) then all of that doesn’t matter and you just sit back and enjoy the biffo for what it is — big, loud, hardcore entertainment. With giant fucking robots. Need I say more?
Directed by Michael Bay
Hurrah, hallelujah and break out the bubbly. For the first time in a long time indeed, we have a blockbuster that is truly worthy of the title. Transformers is big, loud and dumb — I mean, it’s a film based on a cartoon that was based on a toy, for crying out loud — but when it’s this much fun, who really cares? Director Michael Bay wastes no time getting straight into the action — character development doesn’t really matter a lot when you’ve got a bunch of giant fucking robots to play with. Less than five minutes in, a team of American soldiers in Qatar comes under attack from a rogue helicopter gunship, which turns into Blackout, one of the evil Decepticons. Blackout latches on to the military computer at the base, sucking out all the top secret data. Yup, there’s actually a plot. The Decepticons are searching for a piece of technology from their home world called the Allspark, which gives life to machines. It’s somewhere on Earth, having crashed into the Arctic wastes back in the late 1800s (so why are they only looking for it now?) And, of course, the good guys — the heroic Autobots (yay!) — also want to find the Allspark, to stop the Decepticons getting it and destroying the human race.
Into the mix comes American teen Sam Witwicky (LaBeouf), whose Dad helps him to buy his first car — a rather beat up 1976 Chevy Camaro. You guessed it, the car turns out to be Bumblebee, who’s a sort of forward scout for the Autobots (yay!). And by one of those wonderful Hollywood coincidences, Sam’s granddad was the explorer who led the expedition that found the Allspark. Wow, who woulda thunk it! The storyline has shades of Spielberg’s classic ET — boy befriends strange alien and tries to protect it from the nasty US government. But this time the strange alien is a giant yellow robot that can turn itself into a cool Camaro and can take care of itself. And he’s got a bunch of giant fucking robot mates to help him, led by Optimus Prime — played, in a nice touch, by original voice actor Peter Cullen. Throw in a sizzling hot schoolgirl (Fox), a slightly insane government agent (a standout performance from Turturro) and a bunch of giant fucking robots that beat the shit out of each other while throwing around some the odd knowing reference to eBay and the like, and you’ve got an action ride that barely lets up.
Michael Bay’s got a knack for turning out big, action-heavy flicks full of poorly-drawn characters, absurd plot and clunky dialogue. But you know what? This time it actually works in his favour. Rising star LaBeouf imbues Sam with enough energy and charisma that you’re carried along on his adventure, cheering for the little geeky guy to save the day and win the girl. There are a few dumb plot points and plenty of cheesy lines; but when the seamless CGI kicks in and you’ve got Optimus Prime (yay!) and Megatron (boo!) going at it mana a mano (robot a robot?) then all of that doesn’t matter and you just sit back and enjoy the biffo for what it is — big, loud, hardcore entertainment. With giant fucking robots. Need I say more?