Pride - "Transformer II" Non-Critic

In my long childhood, I always believed that I would be lucky enough to encounter a war in my lifetime. In that war, the difference was clear, right and wrong were clear, good to perfection, and evil to the bone. In that war, soldiers We go hand in hand, fight for life, knife to knife, fist to fist, tooth to tooth, eye to eye. In that war, I will witness all the loyalty and betrayal, all the courage and cowardice. I will be qualified and this era The greatest men fought side by side, trusting in their virtues and respecting their valour, as they trusted and respected me. In the midst of all the siege, I can safely turn my back to any of them for protection. By lottery Who will stay behind and fold the wooden sign in their hands secretly short, as they all do.

Growing up, to be exact, when I first stared at my father through a lens with more than 200 degrees of myopia When hiding behind a 600-degree myopic lens with a schadenfreude smile, I began to realize that fate is hard to come by, and good fortune makes people. In the same year, the NATO air raid on Kosovo, I suddenly found that modern warfare has forced one side to press the button, and the mouse can be The civilians on the other side were bombed to the point of the Stone Age. Even the bomber's operator could comfortably sip a Starbucks before the missile hits the ground. I understand that the gratifying sight of hand-to-hand combat in my grand ideal is destined to fail in the The world is generally peaceful, and local high-tech wars appear in the era of The trust and loyalty of life, the simple and direct love and sacrifice of things and beliefs, have always fascinated me. Friends and teachers I admired since childhood, my favorite movies, music, and the history I am fascinated by Fragments, to a certain extent, have these qualities. Even if only in some aspects, even for a moment, these qualities are enough to touch me, and all other imperfections can be forgiven.

(Digression: Years later, the petty bourgeoisie called this kind of thing "complex", and I couldn't bear them equating my feelings with that stupid urge to step on lavender dung in the Provencal countryside, (plus They also like Starbucks, hum) so I hate petty bourgeoisie. And I can't find a better word to describe how I feel... So I hate petty bourgeoisie doubly.)

I don't know if Michael Bay was as big and unworthy as I was in his childhood Fantasy, if any, and I don't know if the remnants of that fantasy are limited to the same obsession with explosive effects as ever. There is a kind of simple toughness and courage in the episodes where the three Decepticons are fighting alone. Especially the arrogant "I'll take you all on!", which is comparable to the Spartan warrior Dinex shutting down the hot springs. The famous saying, "Then we shall fight our battle in the shade." I can't help myself, and I'll die for the man who said it, whether he's flesh or a machine.

And about everything else about this movie, I can all forgive.

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