watching an actor of Hopkin' caliber swear at his robo-butler and attempt to wring out laughs by uttering the word "dude" is painful - even for a "Transformers" movie
Transformers: The Last Knight is an incomprehensible pile of scrap. Luckily, there's an upside - you'll forget every single stupid frame of this thing the moment you walk out of the theatre
is virtually indistinguishable from the aforementioned movies, and it fails for the same reasons they did: more CGI than story, more action than character, more money than heart
if you're one of those audiences that has eagerly forked over your cash four times before, Paramount and Hasbro thank you, and they've served up another hasenpfeffer of loud, disjointed confusion for you in "Transformers: The Last Knight"
an exhausting marathon of complete nonsense. Even if you love alien robots punching each other while tossing out insipid one-liners, it's a painfully long two and a half hours where the biggest problem isn't a lack of plot but way too many of them