Ok, I saw it. I admit it was awesome. I again am planning to marry Optimus Prime should my current relationship not pan out for some reason. (Tiernen saw it with me and he knows he’s on notice). I admired Michael Bay and the writers’ use of fan service to smooth over the changes.
I come away with the persistent realization that riding around the Outback in a pink bus with a bunch of drag queens must make you REALLY hate humanity for some reason. Either that or Hugo Weaving’s being typecast.
Oh well, back to the swamps of nostalgia.
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