Regardless of our opinions, we all know what a Michael Bay film is. This one's his most Baysome.
I can barely summon a feeling about The Last Knight; if anything, I feel slightly worried about how little I hated it.
A movie that's cut like the world's longest and most tedious trailer, pinballing from scene to scene and rarely spending more than a few seconds on any single shot.
I am not going to try to explain the story- after watching this movie I may never try to explain another story ever again.
All the best moments in the movie-pure images, devoid of symbol and, for that matter, nearly empty of sense-go by too fast, are held too briefly, are developed too little.
Distilled to its essence, The Last Knight is an orgy of incoherence, a sensory assault that suffocates the viewer in a cavalcade of special effects incontinence.
Every time Michael Bay directs another Transformers abomination (this is the fifth), the movies die a little. This one makes the summer's other blockbuster misfires look like masterpieces.
A movie that is at once loud yet incoherent, complex yet idiotic, and expensive yet worthless.
One of this franchise's strengths is that it manages to balance high-stakes action and explosions with gusts of humor. The rescue of Earth and mankind comes with jokes and treats for all audiences to enjoy.