Michael Bay may found the ultimate outlet for his "pouty lips and explosions" aesthetic in TRANSFORMERS, and indeed he spent three entire films playing with the concept. While it may be based on a line of Hasbro toys, TRANSFORMERS is actually a solid action adventure film. Don't come looking for anything intellectual, but Bay knows how to craft a killer action sequence.
After watching Transformers, I must pay homage to director Michael Bay for sharing his recreational interests with the rest of the world. Until this moment, I knew little about his fierce fervour towards the field of alchemy. But now I perceive him as a perfectionist. He has somehow turned human excrement into film. It's not merely bad; it's unpleasant in a hostile way.
The first act of the movie is, as far as I remember, actually pretty good. Then Optimus Prime shows up, and things start to suck in a big way. The climax is akin to Michael Bay making explosion noises and shrieking war movie cliches into your ear with a bullhorn receiving feedback from 10 other bullhorns all placed in front of loudspeakers playing the soundtrack from other Michael Bay movies. (Which is my hell.)
A lot better than it deserves to be as it at least respect the origin story but there is too much focus on the humans and the Autobots and Decepticons are too grey and one-dimensional lacking the personality and colorful design they had in the cartoon show. Impossible to really grasp what happens in the chaotic action scenes too which is edited to death.
[J. Brew Recommendations: Day 2/7] I thought it was really brave for Michael Bay to allow a 12-year-old boy on the cusp of puberty to write this movie; and even braver still to allow that same 12-year-old boy to direct the movie as well. The story sucks, the characters suck, the action sucks...whatever just go sell your damn toys, Hasbro.