Silly, completely ridiculous, and lacking of any cohesive tone whatsoever. It's completely clear now why Kennedy canned Trevorrow's ass.
Yeah, that's all really... I could write about the ridiculous plot, cringe-worthy dialogue and the laughable villains, but it's not worth my time or effort. I've long been a Michael Bay apologist, but after the previous Transformers film and this, he's gone and completely jumped the shark, so fuck him.
But wait, what the fuck was the deal with Anthony Hopkins? Dude needs a Razzie nomination for this, most of the time he was on screen I could've sworn…
A soul draining cinematic rumination on time, grief and what we leave behind when we move from this plane of existence to the next. Each moment of quiet reflection, each and every breathtakingly composed shot that lingers on several beats longer than expected, every single note of that haunting, heartbreaking score; they all weigh down upon you with the heft of an entire life, and leave you exhausted in the most painfully beautiful way imaginable. Lowery has created a staggering…
"No one understands the lonely perfection of my dreams."
Michael Fassbender should get a nomination for this. He won't, but he should. He's so fucking good.
Outside a handful of problems (mostly some minor pacing issues in the second act, but also some minor horror movie clichés here or there), I loved every second of this film. Fassbender's just a wicked delight, the production design is amazing, and Ridley Scott manages to build up a great deal of tension and dread throughout the film's fairly basic, familiar story arc.