Just leave your brain at the door, sit back, and cheer like a little kid when Bumblebee and Optimus Prime pop out of the screen, Emma Kelly writes.

I went into the cinema to see Transformers: Dark of the Moon feeling cautiously optimistic.

I kept thinking, the third installment in the super-successful franchise couldn’t possibly be worse than the second one, which I actually managed to fall asleep during (some feat considering the noise of the action sequences). After watching though, I came to the conclusion that Michael Bay may have actually learnt a few lessons from the terrible sequel, and has subsequently delivered a summer blockbuster which won’t leave you wanting a refund.

You know that this film isn’t going to be based in reality, with the opening sequence explaining that America only put Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin on the moon to search an Autobotship which crashed there. We are then reunited with the previous two films’ hero, Sam (Shia LaBeouf) worrying about being jobless and not copping on to the fact that he’s the luckiest man alive, going out with the stunning Brit Carly (Megan Fox’s replacement, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley).

After being attacked by a co-worker with a crackpot (read: true) theory about the real agenda behind the moon landing, Sam attempts to alert the government and the Autobots to the new danger facing them, in the form of an upcoming Decepticon war.

Honestly, the plot really isn’t important. People going to this only need to know about five things present in this film:

Cars that turn into robots.



A Victoria’s Secret model.

A cameo by the sublime John Malkovich.

Yes, it’s not the most intelligent film. But who cares? For all the abuse Michael Bay has gotten over the last few years, he has truly returned to form and produced a knockout action film with captivating action sequences, humour and amazing CGI.

This is also one of the first times I’ve watched a film in 3D where I’ve felt the 3D actually contributed to the film, rather than just throwing stuff out of the screen for the craic. It’s probably about 20 minutes too long, but you honestly won’t notice the time because your eyes will be glued to the Autobots' and the Decepticons' ass-kicking adventures. So, just leave your brain at the door, sit back, and cheer like a little kid when Bumblebee and Optimus Prime pop out of the screen. Well done Michael Bay, welcome back to the world of credible directors.

4/5 star rating