Transformers: Dark of the Moon
When the first Transformers hit I found myself having difficulty being objective. Giant freaking robots were on the movie screen, fighting, flying, and falling all over. Then the second film rolled into theaters, but for some reason I was able to resist its “charms” this time around. Now the third film, Transformers: Dark of the Moon is out and I find myself somewhere between the first and second film, or, in other words, between a moon rock and a hard place.
Transformers the Third opens on Shia LaBeouf’s Sam living with new girlfriend Carly, played by Rosie Huntington-Whitely. He’s out of school, unemployed, and upset that his fifteen minutes of fame are up. The Autobots are now public figures, working in concert with the U.S. government to finish off the remaining Decepticons and keep Earth safe. Unable to foresee every threat, the Autobots, unaware of a looming Decepticon plot, fall victim to an enemy invasion.
Ken Jeong gets to say the pivotally cheeseball line, “We’re code pink. As in Floyd. As in dark side.” Here lie two very perplexing things: Ken Jeong being in the film and the dialogue being so unrealistically sophomoric. Ken Jeong is in over saturation mode, appearing in far too many films, making his irrelevance arrive that much sooner. His role is small and short-lived so the more perplexing of the two is the perpetual use of nonsensical conversational material. At no point does the dialogue come across as witty or clever, though it does try. Julie White reprises her role as Sam’s mother, with more uncomfortable attempts at humor, that ultimately fail. Luckily, Transformers 3 isn’t going strictly for laughs this time.
While a great deal of the comedy simply falls flat, this movie gets a few others things right that the second film did not. The story is more engaging, the action is less chaotic looking, the stakes are higher, and the look and feel are a bit darker. The film clocks in at two and half hours, which is perhaps 20 minutes longer than it need be, but the story and action help to keep the audience connected in. The darker feel and higher stakes are tied to the main conflict, as the audience gets to see some of the real ramifications an alien invasion can have. The kid gloves are off and there are no more robotic stereotypes crackin’ wise, but instead crackin’ metal skulls.
In the long run, all two and half hours of it, Transformers: Dark of the Moon is entertaining. The CGI special effects are masterful, the action is satisfying, and the story keeps you interested in between the robot smashing moments. It certainly has its problems, as it continually asks viewers to suspend more and more disbelief as time goes on, but it more than makes up for it. While not the best action blockbuster of the summer season, it is a nice diversion for an evening. And if you are not satisfied with the film, you can always make like an Autobot and roll out.
Posted on July 7, 2011, in Comic Book Films, Film Review and tagged john turturro, Megan Fox, Michael Bay, movie review, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley, Shia LaBeouf, Transformers, Transformers: Dark of the Moon. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.