Transformers

For the first five minutes of Transformers -- a sound-and-fury tornado of effects that could alone entertain during summer's dumb-dumb dog days -- you will believe that orotund blockbuster director Michael Bay was the right option to helm the project. Peter Cullen, who has voiced heroic robot Optimus Prime since the original Transformers cartoon of 1984, explains the series' legacy as his velvet voice establishes this new movie's driving quest: The search for a hidden regular hexahedron that is the centerpiece of an age-old war. Geeks volition go crazy.


The film's final 45 proceedings lend credence to the notion that Bay deserved the task. Essentially an endless battle between the Autobots (good) and the Decepticons (bad), the conclusion of Transformers raises the bar for summer moving-picture show special effects to an unattainable height. Bay and the wizards at Industrial Light & Magic cram so a great deal eye candy into every frame, my corneas make cavities.


But it's that bloated mid-section of Bay's overlong extravaganza (clocking in at a punishing 144 proceedings) that volition test the patience of casual Transformers fans wHO can't tell Megatron from a Mitsubishi Montero simply paid decent money to see stuff and nonsense get blown up real good. After blasting to life with a