Transformers Dark Of The Moon: Movie Review

Today was a good day. Finally got to watch third film of Transformers. Everybody knows I’ve been wanting to see this movie since I heard that they were doing production on it and that was the end of last year. I didn’t get to watch this one in theaters like I did with the second. My nana was in the hospital when I was suppose to see it. Well today we both watched in her living room. She watched the second one the last time I was over, which was Tuesday I think.

This movie was so cool! I knew it was going to be good, but it didn’t know it was going to be this good. I heard it got mixed reviews when it first came out. I don’t see why anybody would think it sucked. It had more action than the other two movies combined, the actors were amazing, the stunts were so crazy, but in a good way. Shia Labouef took a lot more risks than the last one. I have never seen Patrick Dempsay get so mean before. I didn’t really think Rosie Huntington-Whitley was going to be able to do good in it, but she certainly changed my mind quick.  

Didn’t expect it to be a tear-jerker either. My mom and I cried when Optimus Prime got killed in the last one. We were very happy that Sam brought him back to life. Everytime they would the piano part in the beginning of “Iridescent” my eyes would get cloudy. I thought I was done crying during the song, obivously not. There were so many twists and turns. So many different characters, mostly on the Autobots side. I was so happpy they brought Wheelie back into the picture. He had a buddy that my nana kind of fell in love with, Brains. Mudflap and Skids were not in this one, at least I didn’t see them. My all-time favorite Bumblebee was back and he kind of had a makeover. More guns in this movie. The explodations were big too. Not like the one they used in the second one, but they were close.


I’m a rare chemical. I don’t mix well with other chemicals like me. Hate can trigger an explodation. Yet so can love. It’s an element to some people. Not to me. As much as I dream about falling for somebody I know, my heart doesn’t let it last long before it tells my mind to change the channel. I’m in a tug-a-war with my heart and mind. I can’t get myself to love or make someone love me. No matter how much I try.

Sometimes I think every person in the world should wear Goggles to keep them as far from me as they posibily can. Sometimes I like being alone. I’m away of all the people who have hurt me and the ones who could be next. It’s crazy to think I give everybody relationship advice and I’ve never been in one. I’ve refused to let someone love me. Or have they refused to let go of everybody’s thoughts?

So you say, there’s not any “good girls” left in on this world. Are you sure about that? I think you should change your standards. Sometimes all you need is to open up your mind and find somebody new. Somebody you’re not use to, and maybe you’ll start seeing the changes. However nobody wants to do that because no guy on this planet likes change.