Transformers: Rise of the Beasts

Transformers: Rise of the Beasts is bland.

If you can get on its wavelength as a film at odds with itself, Rise of the Beasts is an enjoyable summer blockbuster that plays the narrative hits, good guys and bad guys in a race for a MacGuffin, and supplies the requisite action sequence.

Certainly delivers on needless destruction and world-class stupidity.

It’s not spectacular enough to impress us, nor intimate enough to move us. It’s just kind of there — ready to be consumed and forgotten.

There’s not a morsel of joy to be found in the franchise’s latest ludicrous outing.

Even with its abundance of action, the franchise’s newest addition boasts little life or heart compared with its predecessors.

Transformers: Rise of the Beasts is the year’s most generic blockbuster, filled to the brim with flat characters, rough CGI, and plenty of boring action.



Transformers: Rise of the Beasts works as a passable blockbuster, but a lack of real ambition or personality leaves it as possibly the least interesting of the franchise.

Transformers: Rise of the Beasts is as endearingly silly as an episode of the show.

The only perfectly cromulent entry of the bunch.