I don't know that I've bothered with a review of a porno before.
Oh, ok. I've probably read a couple of historical reviews of historical works of hardcore pornography for their historical value.
But I don't remember ever reading a review of a pornographic work I was wondering if I should rent to take home and masturbate to. Maybe I have and I've forgotten. I'm not entirely sure. I am sure that if I have the memory has escaped me completely,
Because what could it say, "It's the story of a really hot chick who has sex with a bunch of hot dudes and a couple of hot chicks. It doesn't really offer much more."
Why do I bring this up?
Well, there's rather a critical pig pile on Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen.
And I'm not sure if it's valid, to my needs, or not.
A little less than two years ago, I wrote What meets the eye, in which I said, "Transformers is a movie that I, and any halfway reasonable audience member, went to see in order to witness the spectacle of giant robots kicking each others asses. And, on one level, it seems hard to argue it doesn't deliver in it's overblown way.
"But imagine if you will a Spring Break movie that has only two briefly exposed breasts around the halfway mark and then ends in a football stadium filled with topless women or a revenge actioner that builds up to the protaganist simply machine-gunning through crowds at Disneyland. It doesn't resonate with anything."
So, is the sequel just two-and-a-half hours of that football stadium? Or is the robot ass-kicking porno?
As entertaining as so many of the recent reviews may be, none seem designed to answer my question.