TRANSFORMERS: THE LAST KNIGHT somehow feels like an arse-achingly long sit but incredibly rushed at the same time. I don’t blame Michael Bay and his writers room for putting out the silliest Transformers movie yet, but maybe cutting the amount of plot in half and actually explaining what’s left might help? You get King Arthur, secret societies, the transformers meeting their creator, the black ops transformer hunting parties from the second film, the resurrection of Planet Cybertron from the third, Optimus Prime (Peter Cullen) turning evil for about ten minutes and a surprise revelation about Planet Earth all in one movie. It’s really too much and none of it actually matters. About the only thing they explain, for some reason, is that WWI and WWII were things that happened (er thanks Anthony Hopkins). Whole plot threads, arcs and entire characters are dropped and picked up and dropped again, sometimes to disappear entirely without acknowledgement; the whole thing is a mess. It’s an expensive mess, but a mess all the same. SSP