Saw this last night. In IMAX. I loved it even more than the first.
But what I love even more are reviewers and commentators ripping it apart as another mindless Michael Bay movie. Michael Bay didn't write the movie, people. And even though I know next to nothing about any of his work besides the 2 Transformers movies, I am thinking that almost every criticism I see of him and the banalities of his movies is nothing more than dorks trying really, really hard to be pretentious a-holes because they don't have anything else to be snobby about.
I'm also baffled as to the number of negative reviews I'm seeing that say either nothing happened or they aren't sure what happened. What was so hard to grasp about the storyline? What is so confusing?
This is not high art, folks. If it's too demeaning to admit that you might like a little mindless fun then go to your local art house and follow it up with a trip to your local coffee house and murmur to your friends about how stupid every one is compared to you.
What do you think you're going to get with Transformers? Seriously. And it wasn't even that mindless.
The ridiculous humor (robots humping legs, robot testicles) is a valid complaint. But it's hardly a dealbreaker.
As far as visuals go, this is one of the best movies ever made. Visually it was amazing. I've never seen anything like it.
Plotwise it was fun. Lots of fun.
And watching Megan Fox bouncing around the desert in IMAX is something I would recommend for any hetrosexual male with a pulse.
5/5, and I hope I get to see it several more times.