I woke up early Saturday morning, drank a cold glass of milk and drove straight to the movie theater to catch the 11 a.m. screening of Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen. Call me a geek and a lover of horrible summer movies, but I’ve been waiting for this to come out since watching the first big-screen adaptation a couple years ago. My verdict: it’s even better.

Loud machines, loud humans, nonstop action and the objectification of women — that’s just Michael Bay being Michael Bay, unleashing his id to create the most visually arresting film to come out this summer. The only other film that comes close to wearing out your eyeballs is the Wachowski brothers’ attempt at Speed Racer last year.

I’ve read a number of reviews for the Transformers sequel, which mostly bashed the film to a pulp. The only review that I believe actually captures the significance of what this film is all about can be found on io9.com.

The Transformers films are simply designed to blow your mind away. I grew up watching the cartoons on TV before going to school. Having them come to life before my very eyes is an almost magical feeling.

If you’ve already seen Revenge of the Fallen and came out from it with a disgruntled feeling in your stomach, reconsider and watch it again in IMAX for all its visual splendor and magnificence.