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Wednesday, July 6, 2011

"Transformers: Dark of the Moon": sequel to the sequel

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I got a really shocking number of comments on yesterday's blog about “Transformers: Dark of the Moon.”

 

 

A lot of people asked the same couple of questions, to which I'll reply here.

 

 

But let me just say that I was really heartened by the response to this, and to the movie in general.  (It made over $100 million in the US this weekend!  Why can't I make that much in a single weekend?)

 

 

I'm a great movie-lover, and some of my favorites movies are as artsy and la-di-da as you please: “The Red Shoes,” “Dodsworth,” “Holiday.”

 

 

But right up there with the others on my list are “Dune” and “King Kong” and “Thirty Seconds Over Tokyo.” I do not apologize for the fact that I also like movies in which there's action, and suspense, and drama, and maybe a little meshugana fantasy.

 

 

And who doesn't like those things, really?

 

 

But it can't just be any old action. It has to be done right. Noisy car-crashes aren't really enough, or spaceship collisions, or even exploding human heads. I need to feel engaged in the action; I need to feel that I'm right in there, with the monsters and the robots, with a personal stake in the outcome.

 

 

“Transformers: Dark of the Moon” gets it just about right. The human characters are us, really; we're the tiny people in the streets of Chicago, yelling up at Optimus and Ironhide and Bumblebee. We are completely engaged in the action.

 

 

There is also a wonderful sense of playfulness in the movie. I mentioned before the bizarre little wrestling-match between John Malkovich and the sixteen-foot-tall robot, with Malkovich giggling like an idiot the whole time. It occurred to me suddenly this evening that – oh my god! - he's playing with the robot, the way a kid plays with a Transformers action figure!

 

 

(In this case, of course, the toy is pretty large, and seems a little uncertain of what's going on, but – hey, that's part of the fun!)

 

 

Questions:

 

 

  • Was “Dark of the Moon” better than the first two Transformers movies? I can't say. I saw the first one, which is also jolly fun, and if you haven't already seen it, go see it already. I'd say, however, that it spent too much time on Shia LaBeouf's backstory, and not enough time on robot mayhem. The second one, “Revenge of the Fallen,” I haven't seen, as most of the critics said it was pretty dreadful, and I trusted them. “Dark of the Moon” alludes to it a lot – scenes in Egypt, characters that were introduced in “Revenge.” Also, John Turturro was a not-nice guy in Number One, and he's on the side of the good guys in Number Three, so something must have happened in-between. So: evidently I've gotta invest two hours in seeing “Revenge of the Fallen.”

  • Is it worthwhile to see “Dark of the Moon” in 3-D? It's not essential, but it's good for a couple of thrills. I don't like the glasses; they're usually dirty, and I already wear glasses, so I look and feel like Nerd Supreme when I'm wearing them. Also, it's gonna cost you probably three bucks more per ticket. But when that creepy Decepticon starts snaking its way up the side of the skyscraper, straight for you, and the building's collapsing, and the roof is falling in on you . . (David Edelstein in New York Magazine agrees with me, by the way, saying: “Why not pop an Advil and pony up the extra bucks for the Full Michael Bay?”)

 

 

And the last and saddest question of all:

 

  • Oh, come on! You can't be serious! This movie looks idiotic! It's based on a bunch of Hasbro action figures!

 

 

To which I say: Oh, snap out of it. Worlds have been built on less.

 

 

I know I'll never look at my clock-radio the same way again.

 

 

It might start shooting at me.

 


 

 

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Transformers: Dark of the Moon

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Back in 2007, my friend Bill brought his six-year-old son Patrick to work on a summer day. He bought him a Transformers action figure, and took him to lunch, and took him to the first Transformers movie.

 

 

They got back to the office around three in the afternoon. Patrick was literally vibrating. “Tell Mister Loren about the movie,” Bill said.

 

 

“They put this cell phone in the box,” Patrick began tremulously, “and it came to life, and it had guns! And it shot at them! And it was like an animal, and there was this part with Optimus and Megatron, and Megatron picked up Jazz and tore him in half - ”

 

 

He was literally running in circles as he was telling me this story. Finally he ran to his father and buried his face in his lap. Bill looked up at me and said laconically: “The movie got Patrick pretty excited.”

 

 

Well, Partner and I just saw “Transformers: Dark of the Moon.”

 

 

And I know how Patrick felt.

 

 

It is noisy and violent and very confusing, but it doesn't matter. There are these huge robots that are also cars and truck and airplanes, and some are nice, and some are bad. The nice robots are friendly to human beings, and the humans – the nice ones, anyway – are very devoted to them. And wouldn't you be? If a Chevrolet Camaro that could turn into an enormous golden humanoid robot with glowing blue eyes was nice to you, and took care of you, and saved your life repeatedly, wouldn't you sort of fall in love with it?

 

 

Yes, I thought so.

 

 

This is manic fun. There are good actors here - John Malkovich, Frances McDormand, John Turturro, Alan Tudyk – and some that are just nice to look at, like Tyrese Gibson and Josh Duhamel and Rosie Huntington-Whiteley. Malkovich has an insane giggly wrestling-match with a sixteen-foot Autobot; the scene would be homoerotic if it weren't so childishly innocent, and if one of the participants weren't a giant alien robot. Turturro is a maniac UFO expert / ex-CIA agent who spends most of the movie in a wheelchair hissing things like “We have no time!” Alan Tudyk plays a crazy Dutch mercenary who wears inappropriate suits but can still kill everyone in a bar when the situation requires it. And Ken Jeong erupts into the movie with his customary chaotic verve, shrieking and cornering Shia LaBeouf in a men's room.

 

 

It's been a couple of days, and (like Patrick back in 2007) I am still vibrating.

 

 

In brief, I have to agree with the New York Times's A. O. Scott: this is easily the best 3D/action sequel ever made about toy robots from outer space.

 

 

So be a good little Autobot and see it.