| Sometimes I wonder why I feel so obligated to go to the movies. Even my therapist picked up on that today, and we went into a whole thing about why I treat it like a job instead of enjoyment. And that’s that she didn’t know about how I forced myself to go see the new Transformers. I’d decided I would skip church since the party I was at the night before was a strain on my social anxiety, and I just wasn’t up for it. Instead, it would give me a chance to go see Transformers before later plans (that eventually fell through). Not wanting to be rushed later, nor wanting to deal with 3D (even if MoviePass meant it wouldn’t make a difference financially), I opted to go to the crazy early 9:45 screening. After calling Mom, I put on real pants (but stayed in the shirt I slept in) and shuffled over to the nearby theater postponing the morning shower until after. I knew damn well that I wasn’t likely to stay awake for the whole movie. Hell, I was even convinced that this would finally be the first movie I decided to walk out of. A normal length bad movie I can deal with, but did this one have to be 2.5 hours? I braced myself for pain.
It wasn’t painful (although a couple cat naps helped) but I saw zero value in the movie. Seriously, they weren’t even trying. It’s like they knew no matter what drivel they put out, the US would ignore it, but it’d make bank overseas. The plot was incoherent and all over the place. But plot doesn’t matter when you can interject robot action sequences every ten minutes that last for twenty. As someone who loves action sequences, I’m completely bored by these. They’re all CGI and show no creativity. It might have been exciting the first time around, but by now, we’ve seen it. And who in the Hollywood world did Anthony Hopkins so deeply offend that he was relegated to this black spot in his illustrious career? I didn’t end up walking out, but I still got basically what I expected. I’m starting to think maybe my therapist did have a point, that I really don’t need to go see everything. Transformers: The Last Knight – \m/ \n |
Watching bad movies, so you don't have to!