I finally figured out what Transformers was about.
Dude.
I'm talking about the message of the film.
Dude.
Did we even watch the same fucking film?
You're not going to tell me it was pro-democratic, pro-military, and pro-Bush, are you?
...
What am, like a fucking retard?
You and your fucking political correctness. Do you--
--Do you want to hear what the film is about?
Well?
This might be a kinda fucked up insight. Like the original Predator being soft core gay porn.
Okay.
Okay.
Hit me.
Giant robots help you pick up girls.
Giant robots help you pick up girls.
It's pretty fucking amazing, isn't it?
After the third viewing, it just kinda hit me.
I was just kinda watching. I was thinking, how does that weedy fucking kid get the girl? I mean, what's he got? He's got fucking nothing. I'm as good looking as him, yet I'm single, but what's he got?
A robot.
You're not paying attention.
See, until he gets robots, he can't pick up that girl. But he gets robots that turn into cars, and suddenly, she's holding his hand, getting involved in fucking battles, they're making out--and, and thing here, is the film is telling you, that if you want to pick up a girl, you need a giant fucking robot to help you get through the awkward stages.
That's the message of the film.
No, man.
It's just fucking film. I'm not going to try and make my own fucking robot that transforms.
That'd be fucking retarded.