It’s a slick, kinetically powered enterprise. Jonathan Liebesman, last seen orchestrating Battle: Los Angeles, has given the movie a lot of pep. With a record of directing puerile, imbecilic, loud, emotionally retarded, degenerative, eye-straining entertainment, fans of the mutoid crime fighters (for they’re popular with today’s young apparently) had cause to fear whatever the fucking-the-frame merchant would impress on the material.Īs producer, Bay’s fingerprints are indeed all over the finished flick: there’s the leering male libido, the lead feminoid as masturbatory aid, and the heroes talk like they’ve been lobotomised, but it’s a lot more benign than trailed. The source of the anxiety can be summed up in two words: Michael Bay. ![]() Given there’s never been a good run of Turtles movies (the 1990-93 series was hardly distinguished), it’s perhaps surprising how much apprehension existed ahead of this 21 st century reboot.
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