When first invited by Optimus Prime to aid the Autobots in their struggle, Sam resists, saying, "This isn't my war." Eventually, of course, he's drawn into caring about the alien battle, but the audience never is. The cacophonous final showdown between Jetpack and Camshaft, or whatever the last robots standing are named, takes place in some abstract dimension of pure blockbusterdom, impervious to human identification or emotion. It isn't my war, and if it rages on into the summer of 2010, I plan on defecting to Canada.

What's shocking isn't that the new Transformers sucks, it's that the reviewer thought the first one was good.

If you are looking for a good movie, see Drag Me to Hell. Great acting, story development, and guts in just 100 minutes.

-janelane

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