I was seriously upset with the first Transformers movie. It was terribad. The lore of it was based on the Decipticons and Autobots not fucking Shia Lecrap and some random Maxim Girl. The second has come out and Roger Ebert has given his two cents:
“Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen” is a horrible experience of unbearable length, briefly punctuated by three or four amusing moments. One of these involves a dog-like robot humping the leg of the heroine. Such are the meager joys. If you want to save yourself the ticket price, go into the kitchen, cue up a male choir singing the music of hell, and get a kid to start banging pots and pans together. Then close your eyes and use your imagination.
Way to destroy franchise assholes.