Cowabunga, Dude!

You've gotta love remakes of your commercialized childhood playthings, especially ones that involve innocuous animals, toxic ooze, ninjas, and the requisite pinch of California surfer slang thrown in for good measure. Well, maybe you don't. There have been a bunch of bungled attempts to squeeze a buck out of my young generation's arguably misplaced sense of nostalgia already, which may have soured your desire for any more stumbling trips down memory lane, led by a myopic, asthmatic, one-legged tour guide. But TMNT was still a fun movie, if exactly what I was expecting - a visually pleasing rehashing of previous "turtle" themes and ideas for the younger, ADD, sorry, ADHD pre-teen crowd. There really isn't much worth writing about - if you were a fan of TMNT in your younger years, then you've probably already seen it and know what I'm talking about. In a similar vein, since they're really starting to pound home the advertising, I hope Transformers doesn't take the same route. With the names and budget behind it, it could be so much more, though that often doesn't mean much.