At a bloated 150 minutes, Transformers 2 could have been called Transformers². Michael Bay’s latest blockbuster is a veritable binge of CGI, explosions and bad taste.
Appealing to the lowest common denominator, Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen is all about action, explosions and humping dogs (and, woefully, robots). In the loosest possible interpretation of a storyline, the film careens from one action sequence to the next, while miraculously also managing to get bogged down in a schmaltzy, “no you say it first” love story, by way of a twee ‘leaving for college’ dilemma. Oh, and there’s even a dubbed in Swine Flu joke.
Shia LeBeouf, Megan Fox (but mostly her breasts), John Tuturro and Josh Duhamel all signed up for another Bay bonanza, while Home & Away alumnus Isabel Lucas joins the team, glowering through her scenes with a feline intensity. And did anyone realise Hugo Weaving is the voice of Megatron?
More apparent to those versed in Michael Bay will be the shots taken straight out of The Rock and Bad Boys, the schlock romance that comes directly from Armageddon and an overly dramatic, swelling score that drags you back to Pearl Harbour. This film is derivative (or at the very least lazily reflexive), cheesy, and with the crassly ghetto banter of twin Autobots Mudflap and Skids – perhaps even racist.
Which is exactly why you need to check it out on the big screen, or preferably, IMAX. Michael Bay has created a cinematic spectacle, in all its ridiculous, big budget, hubristic glory. Epitomised by a shot of enormous, dangling Decepticon testicles, Transformers 2 is a film you really need to see in order to shake your head in disbelief.
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This review (minus the last sentence) also appeared in The Brag
Australian release date: 25 June 2009
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