Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles is an action packed entertainer that remains true to its promise, the promise kept to the comic book aficionados of the 80’s and 90’s. If you followed the cartoons back in the day, then TMNT is a feast, thanks to the soaring budgets and VFX fest going on in Hollywood. It gets unimaginative and stereotypical every 5 seconds, but then you have the turtles making you laugh and doing that all the nun chuck-things with their funny American humor… so you never really get bored.
April O’Neil (Helloooww Megan Fox) is the only TV News Reporter in all of New York who is driven to uncover the truth about Foot Clan, the mysterious gang with roots in the orient (Americans have a thing for anything to do with Chinese, Japanese, Kung Fu and all that jazz). On her daily routine of adventures with New York’s underworld, she discovers the “Mutant Ninja Turtle Teenagers” which, as rightly said by one of the turtles “sounds ridiculous when you put it that way!” She realizes that these four teenage anthropomorphic turtles, named after four Renaissance artists, who were trained by their anthropomorphic Rat sensei in the art of Ninjutsu, were infact her pets. Her dad used to experiment on them when she was a child and she loses him to a fire accident – Daddy issues: check! From their home in the storm sewers of New York City, the Ninja Turtles battle petty criminals to evil overlords. This time it’s a rich old businessman-cum-ex-scientist who has a rather unnecessary evil motive to poison New York with dangerous gasses and then save them with an antidote made from the mutagens in the Turtles’ blood.
Cast and Crew:
Well! It’s Megan Fox boys – party is on! On a serious note, she certainly does a good job of knowing her chemicals and nuclear reactions, while looking the way she does. Alan Ritchson, Noel Fisher, Pete Ploszek and Johnny Knoxville play the turtles – “relax it’s just a mask!” they say but they are still turtles when they take it off (Umm…you’ll find that funny if you watch the movie). William Fichtner, Will Arnett and Whoopie Goldberg do their regular thing – the evil guy, the friend zoned guy and the lady who never believes your crazy discoveries, respectively.
Noel Fisher, i.e., Michelangelo, the orange masked turtle is certainly a favorite, thanks to his impeccably timed funny lines. We’ll have to thank writers Peter Laird and Kevin Eastman for all the comic relief. Three cheers to director Jonathan Liebesman for the mirch-masala packed, pacey entertainer that satisfies the gen-x just as much as the old timers.
All in all, it’s an entertainer all right. Except when your spidey senses start tingling when logic gets thrown out of the window – for example, rats and turtles that grow in sewers teach themselves the art of Ninjutsu from a book? Evil plans for world domination are always happening in New York? Megan Fox can be hot and smart at the same time? Well, that’s how comics used to be back in the day and that’s how we nerds like it served – so take it or leave it.
Who wants to win the race with slow and steady turtles when you can have your friendly neighborhood, ass-kicking, rib-tickling, beat-boxing, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!