Watching Transformers: Revenge of The Fallen makes you want to do this:

Bite your tongue to keep from making any sarcastic remarks. Clap a hand over your mouth to keep from shouting in frustration. Grit your teeth to keep from booing.

Honestly, it’s a disappointment not because it was 2 and a half hours of robots whizzing in and out of the screen, with lame attempts at humour haphazardly stuck in between. Unlike my brother, I didn’t mind so much the not sticking to facts where the robots were concerned.

It was more the nonexistent plot that really got to me. AND unnecessary scenes (did we really have to see Sam’s mom going all weird on weed?). AND the terrible script writing (Optimus Prime: You fall, I rise *shudder*). AND the abrupt ending (Sam who died miraculously comes to live for no reason other than to poke the Matrix into Optimus’ chest so that Optimus can destroy the Fallen crashboombang one sentence of wise words from Optimus and THE END).

Megatron too turns out to be a mere *kay-leh-feh* (extra on the set) this time round. Even with better, shinier and more menacing robots than the Autobots, the Decepticons still can lose? This is taking the whole David vs Goliath thing a little too far. Plus allowing Megatron to live for another day? Transformers 3, suckers?

All is not lost though. Shia le Bouf shows that he really can act though he is relegated to mere eye candy in this movie cause Megan Fox’s character simply kicks ass. The part where he is spouting nonsense in his Astronomy – I think, can’t remember – class was pure genius. And the few scenes Josh Duhamel was in were enjoyable.

Sigh. I think Michael Bay definitely took the easy way out with this movie. Would I recommend anyone to watch it? Yeah. But at the end of the day, this summer blockbuster that could have been awesome just comes off as real fluff. And that’s a shame.