Notice the movie title didn’t have an actual colon in it? I thought for sure it would be Terminator: Salvation, but I was wrong. So very, very wrong. So, here’s the deal. I am a Terminator fan from way, way back. I loved the first movie and I adored T2, which was so good it didn’t even need an actual name. Just letters and numbers. Now that’s awsome, yeah?
I’ve been waiting for this movie since the last time I saw T2, even thought I didn’t now it. Both Terminator and T2 were set in the present day. Whereas Terminator Salvation is set in the future, during the actual war against the machines. The war that John Connor and his mother had been fighting for so very long to prevent. Guess what? They didn’t prevent the war. In fact, it came no matter what. Of course, it was completely unlike the war against the machines as seen in TV’s Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles. (Notice the colon there? Maybe that’s why it got canceled by Fox.)
Here’s the deal, though. My middle little dude loved the movie. I loved the movie. Right up until the last 15 minutes or so. I’m going to put a
here, so only read on if you don’t mind knowing what happens at the end of the movie.
Okay, you were warned.
A heart transplant? Seriously? In the field? Without preparation? And it works? Really? That last fifteen minutes really dragged the movie down from a great flick to a merely good movie. Something that can be seen and forgotten far too quickly.
I was hoping for a movie that put the capstone onto the Terminator movies, something that showed us how bad it was for the humans during the war against the machines. What I got was a good movie that succumbed to horrible editorial rewriting and the Hollywood desire for a happy ending. Terrible. Just terrible ending.
Christian Bale does a great turn as John Connor, growling a little less than he does as Bruce Wayne, which is always good. Dallas Bryce Howard is almost unrecognizable as Connor’s wife, while Moon Bloodgood (who’s name I just can’t say enough) is bold and believable as a resistance fighter.
Now that the movie is out and it’s been kicked in the head by Night At The Museum 2, I’m a bit worried that this franchise can be redeemed. We’re going to need at least two more movies to get this back on track. Let’s see if Christian Bale and co. can do the job.
For now, this movie gets three and a half dudes out of five, if only because I loved watching humanity and machine duke it out before the really stupid ending.