Director Michael Bay is known for big, dumb action movies. Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen may just be his biggest, dumbest movie yet.
Director Michael Bay is known for big, dumb action movies (Armageddon, Bad Boys). Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen may
just be his biggest, dumbest movie yet.
Joining the action two years after the first film, the
Autobots have formed an alliance with humanity, working with a super-secret
multinational military force code-named NEST. Led by the human Major William Lennox
(Josh Duhamel) and the robot Optimus Prime (original Optimus voice Peter
Cullen), NEST's mission is to prevent the resurgence of the evil Decepticon
forces, who are still reeling from their defeat in the first film. With peace more
or less obtained, everygeek hero Sam Witwicky (Shia LaBeouf) has moved on to
more human concerns, like trying to assuage his worried parents (Kevin Dunn and
Julie White) and keep his impossibly hot girlfriend Mikaela (Megan Fox) as he heads
off to his freshman year of college. While packing, Sam stumbles upon a shard
of the All-Spark (the first movie's MacGuffin), which infects his brain and
causes him to start seeing mysterious visions of symbols in the Transformers'
alien language. Undaunted by his visions, Sam heads off to college, where he
rooms up with Leo (Ramon Rodriguez), a conspiracy theorist blogger trying to
get to the bottom of the mysterious unexplained giant robot sightings that keep
happening all over the world (because the Transformers are still a secret, ya
see). But with the physical shard at Mikaela's and the metaphysical shard in
Sam's head, both find themselves targets of attacks from the Decepticons, who
are so strengthened from the resurrection of their leader Megatron (Hugo
Weaving) that they manage to kill the powerhouse Optimus but not the fleshy
nerd he was protecting. From here, things get complicated fast, so I'll
summarize: Megatron has a master named the Fallen, the Fallen has a big bad
weapon that can blow up the sun, only Sam can solve the puzzle to resurrect Optimus,
and only Optimus can stop the Fallen and, thus, save the world.
Bay seems bound and determined to outdo himself with Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, as
every single piece of the film strives to be bigger and better that the first
one: there's even more action, even more comedy, even more robots, even more
cheesecake, even more plot threads. But more isn't always necessarily a good
thing. The action can be breath-taking, but more often than not, Bay becomes so
enamored with showing off what he can do with the special effects that they end
up hindering more than helping. Each Transformer is designed to the minutest
detail, but Bay insists on circling the camera around them as they transform,
the flurry of detailed actions becoming an indistinct and unimpressive blur.
Fortunately, he seems to have stolen a few moves from Zak Snyder's playbook,
throwing insta-slow-mo into the fight scenes that allow the action to pause
just long enough to say "Wow, this is
pretty cool looking." Those moments are, unfortunately, not nearly frequent
enough.
The film is much funnier than its predecessor and most
action movies in general, if only because it tosses out jokes with such
regularity that a large number are bound to stick. The humor is fairly
consistent but surprisingly crass, skirting an R rating with consistent use of
sex, drugs, and the Seven Dirty Words You Can Never Say On Television. In its
quest to be edgy, however, the film way overreaches with Mudflap and Skids, two
jive-talkin' robots who are painfully unfunny and flat out racist (in case one's
dangling gold tooth doesn't drive it home) voiced by voiced by Reno Wilson (Crank: High Voltage) and Tom Kenny (the
voice of Spongebob and, as a cast member of Mr.
Show with Bob and David, a comedian who has proven he's capable of far, far
better).
Despite its shortcomings, it's hard to wholeheartedly
recommend avoiding the film because, in its own weird way, it's kind of the
ultimate big dumb summer action movie. The action is explosive and in-your-face
and just keeps coming at you, every single battle upping the ante (with the
battle between Optimus and an entire platoon of Decepticons in the middle of a
forest being particularly high on the Badass Scale). The jokes are mostly
pretty dang funny (and it was especially weird to note that, at the press
screening, everyone laughed hard at at least a few jokes, but no one seemed to
be laughing at the same ones). With the boring origin stuff out of the way, the
main cast (both human and robot) are better fleshed out and more interesting
than last time out and the plot, as labyrinthine as it is, is pretty easy to
get sucked into, even as the film devolves from Rock ‘Em Sock ‘Em robot porn
into a poor man's Da Vinci Code for a
good half hour of its runtime. It's the cinematic equivalent of a giant tub of
popcorn with extra butter: it's really greasy and you know it's terrible for
you, but you kinda dig it anyway. |
Jason Green
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