Can you tell what’s happening here? I can’t, nor can I tell what happened during the 7 hours that is Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen. Horrible. When I walk out of a theater thinking that John Turturro wasn’t so bad, that’s when you know it’s a total turd. I also don’t get its sense of humor. A little eight-year old girl summed up the laughs best:
SPOILER: Some guy gets teleported into a desert, surrounded by mountains and rock. He says something like, “Where am I? Vegas?” and a third of the audience laughs, and the little girl behind me says innocently, “Why does he think he’s in Vegas?”
Of course he doesn’t think that; it’s a stupid line of dialog sandwiched between other stupid dialog, continuity errors galore and a plot that just doesn’t make any damn sense. I take back every script note I’ve given to anyone; you don’t need to fix logic problems. Just throw $200M at the problem and you’ll be fine.
Mark my words, TRANSFORMERS 3 WITHOUT ME!