DVD Release Date: September 30, 2011
Theatrical Release Date: June 29, 2011
Rating: PG-13 (for intense prolonged sequences of sci-fi action violence, mayhem and destruction, and for language, some sexuality and innuendo)
Genre: Action, Adventure, Sci-Fi, Sequel
Run Time: 153 min.
Director: Michael Bay
Actors: Shia LaBeouf, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley, Josh Duhamel, John Turturro, Tyrese Gibson, Patrick Dempsey, Frances McDormand, John Malkovich, Kevin Dunn, Julie White, Ken Jeong
Conspiracy theorists, rejoice!
For about 45 minutes, Transformers: Dark of the Moon has a whiff of political intrigue that involves (gasp!) the space program. Apparently while everyone else was blindly believing the hype about Apollo 11, namely that it was a world-changing exploration mission, turns out, it actually was a cover for gathering intelligence on a mysterious UFO that crashed into the moon. And yes, the findings involved those famous robots in disguise…
In an effort to properly sell this slice of revisionist history, a framing device that also worked well in this summer’s reboot of X-Men, there’s even real news footage featuring President Kennedy and Nixon, not to mention confirmation on the rumor’s validity from none other than former astronaut Buzz Aldrin himself.
Unfortunately, that’s about all the creativity that screenwriter Ehren Kruger (Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen) could muster before director Michael Bay, not exactly the king of subtlety, takes over with a vengeance. Yes, things get very loud and very dumb in a hurry, yet another instance where storytelling has been kicked to the curb by a series of overly stylized action scenes that are basically the cinematic equivalent of Chinese water torture.
While still an upgrade from 2009’s Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen in terms of overall quality, that’s really not saying much when the bar was so low to begin with. In fact, there’s p-l-e-n-t-y of room for improvement in the inevitable sequels, starting with the lackluster script that has more holes than the streets of Manhattan.
Not only does every attempt at humor fall embarrassingly flat in Dark of the Moon, save for the shameless, guilty pleasure laughs in a cameo from The Hangover II’s Ken Jeong, but for whatever reason, they’ve given our protagonist, poor Sam Witwicky (Shia LaBeouf, Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps) practically nothing to do.
Instead of being involved in a story that matters, Sam has been relegated to merely sulking because he’s an Ivy League grad with a presidential medal for bravery and no career prospects. And when Sam’s sad sack routine has worn out its welcome, he shifts to jealous boyfriend mode because everyone, including Carly’s (Victoria’s Secret model Rosie Huntington-Whiteley) slimy, but oh-so-McDreamy boss Dylan (Patrick Dempsey, Valentine’s Day) can’t get over just how gorgeous she is.
For the record, Huntington may look the part, but her acting is downright deplorable. Somewhere Megan Fox (Jonah Hex), who was famously fired for bad-mouthing Bay, not to mention her own lack of serious acting chops, has to be laughing her head off.
Sadly, when the going gets tough—and does it ever, especially if you live in Chicago—and Sam’s life, not to mention the future of humanity hangs in the balance, he shows an aptitude for yelling and miraculously escaping from danger (yes, full suspension of disbelief is a prerequisite), but not much else. It’s no wonder that Shia says this is his last Transformers movie because he looks positively bored for the duration here. Considering he spends a good chunk of the film holding on for dear life as he’s sliding down a skyscraper, that’s saying something.
Bored is something you’ll likely be feeling, too, especially if you’re hoping for something more than clunky robots knocking over buildings, flipping over cars and fighting with each other for two and a half hours. Worse yet, after a while it’s virtually impossible to distinguish who’s fighting with whom and why, a big problem when you’re supposed to be invested in the outcome.
Once again, what Transformers is severely lacking is any real human connection. While the conspiracy theory angle is momentarily intriguing and seeing ordinary cars transform into something of boyhood dreams has an undeniable appeal, all the cool chase scenes, explosions and carefully choreographed fights can’t compare to a story with some actual heart, something that’s unfortunately in anemically short supply in Dark of the Moon.
- Drugs/Alcohol: Social drinking depicted.
- Language/Profanity: A steady stream throughout including as-, as-hol-, dam-, bit--, he--, two instance of fu--(one verbal, one mouthed) and slang for the same word is also used. There are several occasions where God and Jesus’s name are misused.
- Sex/Nudity: In typical Michael Bay fashion, the camera is practically leering up Carly, the new hottie’s, short—and rather tight—dresses. Sam’s parents warn him about the dangers of barging into their bedroom. There’s also a little gay sexual innuendo when Sam is found in the same bathroom stall as Jerry (Ken Jeong), whose pants happened to be down, no less. A few sexually charged jokes and double entendres in the dialogue, plus Carly and Sam are living together but aren’t married. Some kissing.
Violence: Although it’s mostly bloodless, the violence is particularly fierce—and nearly non-stop in Dark of the Moon. In addition to the metal-on-metal, machine-to-machine combat, we see several cars crashed into—and overturned—with little regard for the human lives inside them. A man who knows too much is thrown out the window off a very tall skyscraper. Bridges break and cause cars to slide off. Gunfire, missile fire and regular ol’ fire cause the demise of thousands of civilians, not to mention the entire city of Chicago is pretty much leveled by the Decepticons. Several of the protagonists slide down a building as it goes down Titanic style. A tracking device implanted into Sam is very, very painful. Sam and Dylan also get into several physical scuffles. The military risks their lives in several scenes to try and save the planet.
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