Transformers 3: It's all About the Action Rather Than the Acting

Have you ever imagined what it would be like if a group of crazed robots who happen to have the ability to transform into some dreamy cars wanted to take over the planet with the help of the bloke from E.R? Well with Transformers 3, you no longer have to imagine, because you can watch the visual feast of fast cars, massive guns, dangerous explosions and a stunning damsel in constant distress unraveling in front of your eyes.

With epic special effects, an unrivaled pile of slow motion sequences of cars transforming into outrageous robots, buildings collapsing, conspiracy theories, and loads of office papers blowing around everywhere, it is the perfect example of an over the top action film. You've got the bad guys and the good guys, and although your not always completely sure who is who, the mammoth visual feast is one that if your eyes were eating everything you see, your head would have exploded by the end of the viewing.

It was very easy to get lost in all of the action however, and believe me, there was a lot of it. Action isn't a bad thing in films like this one, in fact, seeing as it's an action film, action is required, but this was quite excessive, and the balance between that and the story line was not fantastic.

For me, there was confusion about who was fighting who, and for what reason, which only really became clear towards the end of the film, and as a result, there isn't enough time to appreciate what is supposed to be the most important aspect of the film; the storyline. However, it was the constant barrage of conflict in the destruction of Chicago, which the makers of the film clearly made the priority over the quality of the acting, dialogue and storyline.

Shia LaBeouf was once again the alternative action man - playing a constantly furious guy who often violently screams for no apparent reason, and although being a deceptively clever young man, still comes across for a lot of the film as a bumbling idiot.

LaBeouf played the part alongside his new woman, the beautiful Rosie Huntington-Whiteley. What she lacks in acting skills is attempted to be made up for in her stunning attractiveness. The director Michael Bay made the most of the beauty by using every possible moment that she was on screen to highlight her sex appeal, with us being introduced to her from behind, where the camera crawls seductively up her bare legs and onto her backside as she struts towards LaBeouf in bed.

After hearing about how awful she was from other unfavorable reviews, I went into the cinema with extremely low expectations, and in truth, I was slightly impressed. She wasn't great, nor was she good - the acting was pretty poor and at times rather cringe-worthy, but in comparison to those around her, she didn't stand out as the worst.

She screamed when she needed to, she put her scared or shocked face on when a robot arm was coming at her, and she successfully plastered her seductive pout face on in every other scene when there wasn't danger present (which wasn't many). Considering the film was, as mentioned more about the action than the acting, she didn't do catastrophically (though she shouldn't be expecting too many phone calls from top fim directors eager to feature her in another lead role).

In truth, the two main characters could have easily just let the army and the good robots deal with the bad guys and instead of putting their life in danger for no reason, stayed at home. I suggest, instead of putting yourself in danger of an over the top, all-action-no-acting film with only the epic scale of special effects carrying it, you do the same, and stay at home.

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