The Task: Watch and write about every movie on my shelf, in order (Blu-rays are sorted after DVDs), by June 10, 2015. Remaining movies: 147 Days to go: 99
Movie #291: Transformers
Remember when Shia LaBeouf was the adorkable male equivalent of an ingénue? Like, way before anyone ever thought he’d be some weirdo with a paper bag on his head, doing “art installations” and basically acting a fool? He’s still that guy in Transformers. That’s what makes it so funny/awkward/weird/creepy the way his character Sam Witwicky openly lusts after way-too-hot-for-high-school Mikaela Banes (Megan Fox). But lust after her he does, and of course he gets her too, because what girl wouldn’t be wooed by a doofus with a sweet alien robot Camaro?
To the surprise of probably no one, I did not watch the Transformers cartoon as a kid. (Don’t assume this means I watched nothing but Rainbow Brite or whatever; I was a big He-Man/She-Ra fan, and Thundarr the Barbarian was the bomb. I also watched Jem and Muppet Babies, because I have layers. Cars and robots just weren’t my thing.) So I can’t really tell you anything about the mythology or any of the characters beyond Optimus Prime and Bumblebee because those were the most notable ones. And I might not have actually known much of anything about them until I was an adult. Luckily, however, my husband was a huge fan of all those robot cartoons, and he’s been a fountain of information. (Did you know, for example, that Transformers, Gobots and Voltron are all completely different things and not at all variations on a theme? I did not.) He tells me who is who and what it means to be an Autobot versus a Decepticon (though, honestly, you’d think the name would’ve given away their evil leanings) and all that jazz. (Jazz, by the way, is voiced by Darius McCrary, the guy who played Eddie Winslow on Family Matters. I totally watched Family Matters.) As far as I can tell in the movie, though, the Decepticons are all sort of colorless robotic looking things, whereas the Autobots are red and blue and yellow and fancy because they’re the good guys and good guys embrace the color wheel.
Transformers as a film is kind of interesting, because it’s easily the best of the franchise. I mean, technically I didn’t watch any of the others, beyond seeing like the first ten minutes of the second one and tagging out for my sanity, but I still guarantee the first one is the best. It’s enjoyable. It’s fun. It’s super explode-y. It’s kind of everything you want in a mindless popcorn summer flick. And yet, it’s also a disjointed mess that is WAY WAY too long. (It has a running time of almost two and a half hours. No movie this dumb should last almost two and a half hours.) It jumps from some sort of desert military attack featuring Josh Duhamel as some badass army guy, then it meets up with Sam and Mikaela being in high school and Sam really wanting money for a car, even though he then immediately admits he already has the money for the car. Then it goes to the U.S. Defense Secretary (Jon Voight) bringing in a bunch of “analysts” to find out who’s trying to hack into the military’s computer systems. And then it hops between those multiple threads for quite a while before introducing John Turturro as the head of some secret “sector seven” before making any attempt to weave those threads together with some jibber jabber about a cube and an “All Spark,” which is only not the worst name for a movie’s MacGuffin because Avatar has “Unobtanium.” It’s no wonder the main draw is the promise of mass explosions, although I have to say it’s pretty disappointing that, even in robot war, the black guy dies first.
“Don’t think about the plot, just blow stuff up.” — Michael Bay’s mission statement.
It doesn’t make the movie less fun, though, which is good, and even I could recognize a few of the insidery Transformers jokes. (And I have Bumblebee’s exact Bee-otch air freshener hanging from my rearview mirror, too. Because I am awesome.) Fans of the original cartoon no doubt got a lot more of those jokes and no doubt thought they were all greatly entertaining, which is no doubt why there have been like three sequels. (Four in 2016!) But I’m not going to bother watching those.