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Bay, miscast Wahlberg fail to refresh the franchise,
This review is from: Transformers: Age of Extinction (Blu-ray + DVD + Digital HD) (Blu-ray)
The fourth live-action Transformers film is, I am a bit sad to say, just another bad Transformers film. Utilizing the same continuity while focusing on new human characters, director Michael Bay squanders the chance to in any significant way renew or revise the franchise. Mark Wahlberg, busily burning credibility he may have earned with The Fighter and Lone Survivor, stars as an inventor in rural Texas who purchases a decrepit and scorched tractor-trailer which turns out to be a Transformer. This is an awful project for the Boston-bred actor. From his voice to his muscles to his macho presence, he is ill at ease portraying an enthusiastic nerd and family man in his early scenes, and he is often downright grating after transitioning to action-hero mode, shouting such juvenile lines as, "Don't b*tch out on me! Don't b*tch out on me!" Quote-unquote drama and protective-dad humor involving him, his teenage daughter (molested, of course, by Bay's camera), and her love interest, a chiseled race-car driver from Ireland, is even more rote and uninteresting than it sounds. Transformers: Age of Extinction in general honors the series' most dire traditions, from shoehorned-in grade-school humor to explosion-to-explosion storytelling which is at once simplistic and confounding. Capable performances by Kelsey Grammer (as a brooding, anti-Transformers CIA honcho) and Stanley Tucci (as a capitalist aiming to monetize recovered alien technology) are enticing, and they deliver their expository dialogue with as much flair and/or menace as they can, but even gifted actors can only do so much.
It is amazing how the one-note, punishing aesthetic and tone turns events which should be interesting, such as a wild prologue revealing alien robots caused the extinction of the dinosaurs, into bland motions and noises signifying nothing as they enter and exit the mind. And at 165 minutes, this film truly is the definition of bloated and indulgent: it just goes on and on and on and on. A Chicago-set orgy of combat and destruction plays as an overblown finale, but it is just a second-act diversion before the storyline switches to mainland China and Hong Kong. Enduring close to three hours of this nonsense is borderline numbing, though, I admit, Bay and his team now and then deliver a moment of interesting production design or high-flying, how-did-they-do-this photography. Such instances briefly please the senses. Briefly. Also modestly amusing is the absurd, but to be expected amount of sumptuous product placement, the flames and debris and crashing robot figures often perfectly framing billboards during the interminable fights. The products sold range from Beats by Dre to Bud Light to Victoria's Secret to the military of the People's Republic of China.
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S. Der says:
Strange how there are two very bad reviews for this movie. Both don't like this movie, yet when it comes to Mark Wahlberg's performance. This reviewer said, he was terrible at it. The other reviewer said it was the best at it. lol
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