June 18th, 2017.
Today is the 9th anniversary of my first London premiere - that of "Hancock" back in 2008, attended by Charlize Theron and Will Smith. For good or ill, that premiere led me down a weird path whereby I kept doing the premieres for almost a decade. As for the movie? Well... it sucked.
.... speaking of which:
So ordinarily That would be That and I'd head home, heat up some leftovers and start editing photos. But in this case, just before Michael Bay took to the stage I noted some security people handing out tickets to see the film. And... well... unlike my apartment, cinemas are actually airconditioned, and that more than anything else decided it....
Plus as always I'll extend an invitation to follow me on facebook at premieresdotco or on twitter at @berndt2_photo if you ever want to know when I post a journal such as this one (hopefully less schizophrenic since I'm very tired and I've... well... refer below)
... as for the movie?
I don't want to speak ill of a movie I got to see for free as part of an event... but I can't lie. It was incoherent beyond almost all belief. The kind of movie that should make every person weep if it makes a billion dollars at the box office because it will be a literal reminder that we share our planet with the kind of people who think this kind of madness is in any way entertaining, or that movies should be allowed to be released that are more or less an insult to the notion of storytelling, narrative, causality.... or not just having random stuff happen for achingly longer than two hours.
I pretty much hated it and wanted it to end.
To be fair, though, every Transformers film comes with a warning. It's right there where it says "A Michael Bay Film". You get what you pay for, if you decide to pay for it. It's like those instruction manuals for chainsaws that advise you not to use your genitals to stop the spinning blades. And you know they write that for a reason.
..... Until next time!!