This was the first part in a double show of Summer blockbusters that I went to see. Of course you are asking yourself; how can I consider myself a serious film critic and go see a movie like Transformers? What about your musing about Dogme95 and the French New Wave? Well, honestly, I have lost a lot of respect for film as an art form, and from my view it doesn't seem to be getting any better. Well, enough of that. Transformers was what I expected. A big, special effects bloated movie with explosions, cool graphics, pretty faces, and muscles. Particularly Mark Wahlbergy and the girl who plays his 17teen year old daughter. The rest of the movie is not worth anything.
The characters, the plot, does it really matter? I went to see it for explosions, cool animations. Was there enough of that? Ya, I guess. For the first hour and half the movie moved along with cool graphics and pretty faces until it reached a point where the end of the film was to commence. It proceeded until the end, when, big surprise Optimus Prime comes and saves the day. Yay.
This movie was for entertainment. If it has any meaning at all it is that film is about the visual depiction of a story. Characters, plot development, etc. those are left to another art form, theater perhaps? This was the first installment I have seen in the series and the end of the film was set up so there will, possibly be another one.
I am much older than the demographich the Hollywood execs are trying to reach, and from the box office reciepts, they are reaching them. It is mostly teenage boys with the Summer off from school. Fanboys, I think they are referred to. I'm sure I was one many years ago, when I changed I don't remember, perhaps in puberty. Anyway I don't appreciate these films so much because they are so devoid of substance. From watching these kinds of movies I become starved of films of substance. Bring on the serious season!
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