too much blablablablabla but hey..."UGLY MESS.DID YOU FORGET WHO I AM ?". NAILED IT. Thanks, monsieur Bay. The last part is PURE TOTAL GOLD MADNESS ! Like the ratio is randomly changing n stuff, Godard-level. Only Bayhem can give you that.
Any movie franchise that relies on the enthusiasm of elementary schoolers invariably has a limited shelf life. It's just a shame that audience excitement for the "Transformers" property had to dwindle right as director Michael Bay delivered his most discursive, auteurist, and (arguably) most technically impressive entry in the series. The bastard son of Scott, Cameron, and Spielberg has come home to roost.
[IMAX 3D] Quintana is like a dominatrix version of Halo's Cortana. Michael Bay will probably shoot the end of times destruction in IMAX 8D and or 328 K (whatever super high ultra def format we'll have by then).
Bay never gone as berserk as this. It's THE DA VINCI CODE, KING ARTHUR, TRANSFORMERS, ARMAGEDDON, ARRIVAL, MELANCHOLIA, CHAPPIE, BATTLESHIP, CRIMSON TIDE, STAR WARS, A DOCUMENTARY WITH ANTHONY HOPKINS AS A NARRATOR, AN ADAM SANDLER COMEDY WITH JOHHN TURTURRO AS A SUPPORTING ACTOR, THE AVENGERS (THE BRITISH SPY ONE, NOT THE SUPERHERO ORGY ONE), all rolled into one.
This is the only fully sustained entry in the series for my money . It is still ridiculous but was engaging and had humor along with the cray cray action set pieces (that one comes to expect from Michael Bay.)
The final bayformers(& i'm thinking he has been given more control each time)is such a mad, cuckoo auterist achievement it commands a reexamination of his previous work.It's thoroughly unrelenting, cameras on top of cameras on cranes and gliders - 4 movies of backstory&characters to play with- Bay goes supernova, transforming into Jules Verne and sending Whalberg- his greatest character, to the sea and to the sky.▽
Bold misfire. The first half had some great verve to it, Bay was clearly attempting some new form of poetry, Peter Berg sort (Junkyard scenes were exceptional). The other half was Indiana Jones filtered through Marvel studio sensibilities, soul-less insanity that felt something like gnawing at a fresh Dove bar.
Kade Yeager. Dark Age battles still rife with explosions. Editing tha- scene's can't ev- stutter skipping through an entirely new plot every ten minutes, replete with new dense exposition. Why are these movies so complicated? Why so much story, when people see them in spite of the mythos? Why does every action require twelve cuts? Can Mark no longer sit down in a single take? A useful reset to the baseline of taste.