

In 2019, there is a strange facility that's all white, full of people in sleek jumpsuits, whose every need is monitored by computers and administred by a population who aren't wearing jumpsuits and generally don't look as buffed and tidy as the jumpsuit wearers.
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The Island is a movie about cloning, so it makes sense that it is itself a clone of 1979's Parts: The Clonus Horror, covered in a sheen of brightly colored metallic cinematography. That movie looks like The Island, from 2005, and as long as Bay never makes another one of those, he can crap out all the movies about giant space robots he cares to. Because the thing is, we know what happens when Michael Bay tries to make a smart movie, a movie expressing concepts about where society is and where society's headed and what that means. Even if he is, arguably, doing more to dumb down humanity than any other individual human being now living. But we should not get too angry when director Michael Bay makes stupid movies.

And this is typically held against them by people and critics who would like our movies to trigger some distinguishable amount of mental activity in the viewer's mind while partaking of them. They are, in fact, about as non-brainy as science fiction cinema gets.

I think that we can all agree on that, regardless of how we specifically feel about the films otherwise. Transformers and its sequels are not very brainy films.
