After waiting an hour and a half in line, my fianceé and I saw the Transformers 2: Revenge of the Fallen premiere on IMAX! Needless to say, we were incredibly excited for the movie.

There's a lot more robot fighting in this one, and the action scenes are spectacular (aside from a lot of repetitive explosions and people leaping from them in the most cliché manner possible). The robots are much more fleshed out this time around, although unless you are amused by cheap racial slurs and swears like "freaking", you'll be horribly dissappointed to learn that the robots with the most lines are two twins (didn't catch their names, didn't care) who speak ebonics and don't know when to die. Contrasting this is the fact that Bumblebee, for God knows what reason, can't speak again. It's implied that he can but prefers not to, even though if he did a lot of problems would be solved.

Soundwave is in the film, which I've heard Transformers fans constantly raving about, but he isn't really of any importance aside from looking and sounding cool.

The Fallen subplot is mostly pointless, and though cool looking, will leave you wondering why exactly Megatron couldn't have been the main villain again.

The absolute worst part of this movie, making it seem far longer than it really was, was the absolutely horrible acting of Megan Fox coupled with a confusing and perverted script.

Megan Fox displays the emotional range of a floor tile. She is so absolutely inane in this movie that when she speaks her first line "I'm breaking up with you," you can't even tell if she is serious or joking. Further lines do not help the context, as she remains detached.

Michael Bay, of course, seemed to have invested more time in having her haphazardly and randomly strip for the camera (leaving a lot of moviegoers whispering "why is she taking her clothes off?" and "what's going on?") instead of actually developing her character.

Hilariously, there's a scene in which Sam is being tortured and she just stands there looking more bored than ever, her mouth ajar like a hamster's. Another highlight is when she is crying in slow motion and is so unconvincing I could swear they had to CG tears in her eyes.

The dreaded human part of the plot was lowbrow and awkwardly sexual. The movie could be summed up as this: SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX ROBOTS ROBOTS ROBOTS ROBOTS ROBOTS ROBOTS. The robots part is great, but the constant and needless sexual references will make you wonder what the intended target audience of a movie based on hasbro children's toys actually is.

The movie is more sex-obsessed than the entirety of Austin Powers. It's funny for about five minutes, but then it starts getting icky and awkwardly repetetive.

Cut out the stupid writing, Megan Fox's retardation, and the brainless plotlines, and you have a great chunk of everything you'd want in this movie: giant alien robots beating the snot out of each other. The action is very exciting--when Bay isn't nauseating you with shaky-cam and explosives. The audience we watched the film with clapped for Optimus a number of times.

Go see this movie, but leave the kids (and your brain) at home. And bring a coffee to get through the first half.