Transformed. Again.

Okay, so everyone might not be raving about the new Transformers movie. Yes, it has some super melodramatic scenes in it with a lot of obvious and predictable deaths and rebirths, but it was still very very entertaining. We caught Transformers 2 at the Dubai IMax Thursday night and it was pure entertainment. From the sheer sexiness of Megan Fox, who had a greater appeal to my bro Jason than the movie itself, to the kickass action and the unsurpassable CGI, Transformers 2 just grips you and pulls you in, especially if you are a fan. The kickass music, the arguably effective humor and Megan Sex, I mean Fox – it’s kinda complete in its own way. I don’t really want to review it and get into the nitty grittys  – a lot of websites are doing that already and IMDB will give you a gazillion reviews, so go hunt there.

On a personal level, I seriously seriously missed a long, almost lost friend of mine. A super crazy Transformers geek, he convinced me over and over again, even after I was convinced, how great Transformers 1 was going to be and this was almost two years ago. And then, we went and watched it – the first damn show in the country and yes it rocked our worlds. We raved and cursed in pure joy-filled shock and I bet Ali, I mean the friend, had a mini-orgasm of his own. Still remember that. Those were the days. I wish it could have been like that yesterday too. Memories and old times are killer sometimes. I missed him dearly. I wish he was there. There, the Transformers saga is personal now. Hope the third one is even more kick ass and a little more personally satisfying.

P.S. The friend is being a douche and not coming back to Dubai this summer. What a friggin fool.