As beautiful as Rosie Huntington-Whiteley is, both in real life and on the screen, the poor girl can’t act for toffee. While she literally lights up the screen with a series of figure hugging and low cut outfits, as soon as she opens her mouth to confront a misbehaving robot, I was reminded that I wasn’t watching an incredibly high budget DKNY commercial filmed in glorious 3D . This was an actual film, but it feels so pieced together that the whole product hangs like an overloaded washing line.
There wasn’t a whole of depth to the plot, so why the director felt taht the film had to be 3 hours long eludes me, but watching seemingly endless robot battles for 3 hours pushed me over the edge, and left me feeling more than a little sea sick.
The event at the BFI Imax was a wonderfully glitzy affair however, and as a venue, the venue worked incredibly well for a film with such a futuristic feel. The experience ended on a high note, and after meeting the star herself, she came accross as incredibly warm, charming and sweet. While she provided welcome distraction to what was quite frankly, an overload of the senses, I much preferred her in the real world, when she was just being herself.