Anyone see Revenge of the Fallen yet? I have.
Imagine the following: it's been a long week at work, and you have the opportunity to drop the kids off at Nana and PePop's house so you can take the wife out for dinner and a movie. You eat dinner at the Olive Garden...which was lovely...and then head off to the theater. You cajole the wife into seeing Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, check your brain at the door, get a big-ass bucket of popcorn and a six-dollar soda, and enjoy the crap outta yourself. What more do you want?
(Disclaimer: this actually happened to me, but I didn't have a long week of work, as I have summers off. And we didn't eat at Olive Garden; we ate at Red Robin. Oh, and Max's grandparents are actually called Nana and Bubba.)
If you have the time and inclination, Google-search a review for this movie. Or, if you don't, let me save you the time: it's been universally panned.
And why, I ask? You know what you're getting into when you buy your ticket.
Don't get me wrong...I have seen a lot of movies. A lot of movies. But when the rubber meets the road, it takes a lot to motivate me to actually go out to the theater to watch one. I enjoyed Seven Pounds immensely, but if I'd paid twenty bucks for two tickets to see that on the big screen...I'll be honest--I'd have been pissed. I enjoyed it in the comfort of my own home theater for $1 at Redbox. And I'm OK with that.
So for me to pay $20 for two tickets to see a movie in the theater, I want to be entertained, and TF2 did exactly that. Yes, sure...it was a twenty-minute plot stretched into a 150-minute movie. But that's what I wanted to see. Shit, I watched the cartoon for 23 minutes every Saturday morning for years, and the plot never made sense there, either. But when I left the theater Saturday night, I felt satisfied, and what's more, I didn't feel like I had wasted my money. And truthfully, I'll probably drag my ass down to Cincinnati and spend my hard-earned public school money to watch it again on IMAX, just to do it.
Here's what I wanted to see when I went to this movie: a bunch of bad-ass special effects and explosions that allowed me to temporarily suspend disbelief in order to watch a bunch of giant robots kick the shit out of each other. Here's what I got: a bunch of bad-ass special effects and explosions that allowed me to temporarily suspend disbelief in order to watch a bunch of giant robots kick the shit out of each other.
So the critics can kiss my ass. I don't care about brainless. I like brainless. I like Megan Fox in tiny shorts leaning forward on a motorcycle. I like Optimus Prime. I like Michael Bay and his penchant for blowing up things that wouldn't normally be blown up, especially historic landmarks. And I like being entertained.
I'm too lazy to look it up, but IIRC, The Dark Knight made about a half a billion bucks domestically when it was all said and done. TF2 is on its way to a $200 million opening week if the projections are to be believed. Is it a better film? Not IMHO. But go ahead and spend your money...you won't be disappointed.
Imagine the following: it's been a long week at work, and you have the opportunity to drop the kids off at Nana and PePop's house so you can take the wife out for dinner and a movie. You eat dinner at the Olive Garden...which was lovely...and then head off to the theater. You cajole the wife into seeing Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, check your brain at the door, get a big-ass bucket of popcorn and a six-dollar soda, and enjoy the crap outta yourself. What more do you want?
(Disclaimer: this actually happened to me, but I didn't have a long week of work, as I have summers off. And we didn't eat at Olive Garden; we ate at Red Robin. Oh, and Max's grandparents are actually called Nana and Bubba.)
If you have the time and inclination, Google-search a review for this movie. Or, if you don't, let me save you the time: it's been universally panned.
And why, I ask? You know what you're getting into when you buy your ticket.
Don't get me wrong...I have seen a lot of movies. A lot of movies. But when the rubber meets the road, it takes a lot to motivate me to actually go out to the theater to watch one. I enjoyed Seven Pounds immensely, but if I'd paid twenty bucks for two tickets to see that on the big screen...I'll be honest--I'd have been pissed. I enjoyed it in the comfort of my own home theater for $1 at Redbox. And I'm OK with that.
So for me to pay $20 for two tickets to see a movie in the theater, I want to be entertained, and TF2 did exactly that. Yes, sure...it was a twenty-minute plot stretched into a 150-minute movie. But that's what I wanted to see. Shit, I watched the cartoon for 23 minutes every Saturday morning for years, and the plot never made sense there, either. But when I left the theater Saturday night, I felt satisfied, and what's more, I didn't feel like I had wasted my money. And truthfully, I'll probably drag my ass down to Cincinnati and spend my hard-earned public school money to watch it again on IMAX, just to do it.
Here's what I wanted to see when I went to this movie: a bunch of bad-ass special effects and explosions that allowed me to temporarily suspend disbelief in order to watch a bunch of giant robots kick the shit out of each other. Here's what I got: a bunch of bad-ass special effects and explosions that allowed me to temporarily suspend disbelief in order to watch a bunch of giant robots kick the shit out of each other.
So the critics can kiss my ass. I don't care about brainless. I like brainless. I like Megan Fox in tiny shorts leaning forward on a motorcycle. I like Optimus Prime. I like Michael Bay and his penchant for blowing up things that wouldn't normally be blown up, especially historic landmarks. And I like being entertained.
I'm too lazy to look it up, but IIRC, The Dark Knight made about a half a billion bucks domestically when it was all said and done. TF2 is on its way to a $200 million opening week if the projections are to be believed. Is it a better film? Not IMHO. But go ahead and spend your money...you won't be disappointed.
