I’d like to see Michael Bay have the balls to pull this off in his next devastation of my childhood icons. I can see it now. Shia LeBouf is driving down the road in his girlie yellow Mustang. All of a sudden Steampunk Optimus Prime t-bones his ass(and hopefully his career) into oblivion.
[hattip:Steampunk Workshop]
…every movie I’ve seen that stars Shia LeBeouf. His delivery and vocal tone is reminiscent to the sound I’ve made in the past when I’ve been sucker punched in the gut. Or as my fellow sci-fi geeks at io9 compared it to:
LaBoeuf projects a pathetic, wall-eyed dorkhood, when he’s not babbling like a tumor removed from Woody Allen’s prostate that somehow achieved sentience.
This man has ruined two of my most treasured childhood addictions: Indiana Jones and Transformers. All that is left for is LaBeouf to reprise the roll of Marty McFly and destroy the original design of Doc Brown’s flux capacitor so that time travel will never be possible. Until then enjoy Roger Ebert’s review of Transformers 2.
If you want to save yourself the ticket price, go into the kitchen, cue up a male choir singing the music of hell, and get a kid to start banging pots and pans together. Then close your eyes and use your imagination.