I loved Transformers, and got a big group of friends together to see TROTF. Here's the recipe the film makers used: Take the first movie, remove the compelling plot, add more close-up robot fighting and characters than the director can keep track of, season with cheap jokes and hokey personalities, pack it into 2.5 hours, serve it in A.D.H.D.-o-vision, and drench with Baywatch sexuality. TROTF dazzles the senses and leaves you wanting. It will make scads of money and spawn another sequel or two, but doesn't earn my respect or any more of my money.