The very first Transformers live action movie is now ten years old. It’s a little hard to believe but it’s true.
It seems like only yesterday that I, my husband and our best friend were standing in line, waiting to enter a theatre in Rhode Island for an early showing of the very first movie. None of us really knew what to expect.
This was one of those perks you could get as a BotCon attendee: pay an extra $25 and you could see the movie about a week before it was released in the rest of the US. Needless to say, Prime and I were more than willing to pay up; we’d been hearing things about the movie for a while. Some things were good. Other things weren’t so good. I can remember blogging about the not-so-good things I had heard. To say I was nervous about this movie, about how the characters might be handled, how things might go very, very badly with this.
I was skeptical. I was extremely skeptical. Hollywood had an extremely poor track record when it came to translating something that had originally been animated into a live action film. There were more misses than hits. That bothered me and in this case, it went from bothering me to frightening me.
Those other properties weren’t as special to me as Transformers was; those stories of the valiant Autobots and the vile Decepticons held my imagination when I was a child. The last thing I wanted to see was Hollywood bastardize the property and turn it into something I didn’t recognize and couldn’t love.
There was a lot riding on this movie. Or there was in my case. Especially when it came to one of the characters that would be featured in the film.