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If I were president, I would enact a new law: A film director or actor/actress must face the same punishment (or reward) the viewer faces when watching one of their works. With that said, if I were to add up all of Michael Bay’s atrocities since Armageddon, I think, I think, I would easily be able to just walk up to him on the street and dump a sturdy crap on his head and have him thank me for it.

In the case of Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, I actually dozed off a number of times. I never thought I would doze off watching a movie, at a movie theater nevertheless, but this marks the first for me, thanks to Michael Bay.

I’d like to read the pitch for the movie one sometime and look at the way it was sugar-coated—”well, the Decepticons… They come back!” Sold! Wait. How long would this movie last? “Err, two hours and… thirty minutes?” Sold! However, based on my waking moments, I still would like to give credit to the people behind the special effects and continuous action, including Mr. Bay himself. In this day and age though, mesmerizing the minds with pictorials and visuals isn’t enough. It always goes back to some captivating storyline.

Here is handkerchief , Michael. Now stop the stupid music video mentality and go watch The Rock again.