Shot-by-shot commentary of one scene from Transformers: The Last Knight
A few months ago, I remembered this movie was a thing, and looked up a clip to see if I'd be able to sit though it just for Optimus.
The short answer is no.
The long answer is that this single scene has driven me insane.
Bear in mind, i have very little context for this scene, so i will primarily be riffing on it from a cinematography angle. Buckle up!
Let's start with this...beautiful? aerial shot of gray metal guys running on a gray metal slope, their considerable scale reduced to that of ants on a plate by the speedy camera.
These two climb out of the structure. Their spatial relation to the rest of the scene is never established.
Aaand now the metal guys are running down from the other side of the screen. Did the camera keep spinning between shots?? Anyways, they start pummeling Optimus.
Cut to Optimus being pummeled from the front. With a bit of planning, this could have been continuous with the previous shot, but...oh boy. Oh boy. Let's not start with that just yet.
Don't forget, girl is here! (This is the last time she shows up in this scene.)
Oh right, Cade was in the corner of the last shot.
He gets up, starts running in the opposite screen direction of where Optimus was in relation to him earlier,
...and immediately slips and falls in the next shot. You get to enjoy the moment in lovely slow-motion.
Optimus then explains what is currently happening in the scene for the benefit of anyone staring slack-jawed at the screen by this point.
Then the knights go back to beating Optimus up.
One guy takes an axe to his back edged side down, and it doesn't do jack except knock him flat.
Also, Cade is here.
This guy finally comes to deal the killing blow.
What follows is a series of barely connected slo-mo jump cuts of the device on Cade's arm unfolding,
followed by a fast series of time-breaking cuts to show a single sword strike,
oh my god they keep cutting
wait WHO IS THIS, WHERE WAS HE
...oh my god, i scrubbed backwards, he's supposed to have been near Cade the whole time, what
Then there's a dramatic spinning shot, which would have been a cool moment to show the walking props knights holding their swords up in abrupt reverence, but instead we mostly just watch Cade look around in confusion while Optimus grovels.
We interrupt the spinning to inform you that this scene was filmed during golden hour.
Back to spinning. I guess you don't have to worry about the 180 degree rule if your scene spans the full 360, huh?
Cade looks over at Optimus, and Optimus looks back.
...Followed IMMEDIATELY by a fast pan of planes flying behind some knights; my eyes
Optimus keeps talking. His speech is about as continuous as the shots.
We finally get a quiet moment to hold on that last shot for a while, and listen to Cade give a pep talk to a war general who's seen countless human lifetimes' worth of pain and loss.
And that's all that Optimus needed to pick himself up.
We get a triumphant shot of Optimus straightening up, rallying his brothers in arms to rise up against Quintessa...
And for one moment, perhaps your brain can feel a glimmer of joy within the soup of semi-consciousness it's now sinking into.
...
If I watch the whole movie, I will die.
That's all, folks!
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summary 🗡
⤏ cade yeager’s older sister never knows what she’ll find in their barn upon returning from her routine antiquing trips—the submission box at the driveway is often littered with junk of all kinds that they try to fix for a living.
⤏ you just never would have expected for him to take on the task of repairing a cybertronian.
pairing 🗡 bayverse!optimus prime/yeager!reader
word count 🗡 3.3k
a/n 🗡
⤏ here are all the unfinished snippets, as requested. thank y'all for giving so much love to this little project I never saw fully realized. it means the world to me that even the works that I don't consider my best still find homes in people's hearts. :)
⤏ the last two scenes, separated from the rest by two lines rather than one, take place during TLK.
🗡 MASTERPOST 🗡
🗡 PREVIOUS CHAPTER ⤎ 🗡
“So you're telling me," you began, "that you bought a shitty, bullet-riddled cabover that was mysteriously abandoned in an old theater, not questioning how in the hell it got in there?"
"It could've been a prop," Cade defended half-heartedly.
"And," you pressed on, "you somehow managed to find out it was a transformer by - what, exactly? Plugging it into a battery?"
"There was a hole blown clean through the radiator," your brother mumbled. “Artillery shells were in the cab. There was something up with it and I wanted to find out what - and I thought that I could knock out two birds with one stone if I bought it - him - and sold the engine block for parts.” He cast a glance up at the transformer crouched behind you both, guilt radiating off of him in waves. “You would’ve been pretty expensive, dude.”
The rusted robot blinked, but did not comment.
“I do feel bad about that,” he added. “I’m sorry.”
“There is no need to apologize, Cade Yeager,” the transformer rumbled finally. “There is a very good chance that you saved my life.”
Your brother’s eyebrows shot up in surprise and he opened his mouth, perhaps to ask how, when you directed your attention to the transformer in question.
“And you,” you started, brows furrowing. Optimus met your accusatory gaze placidly. “How did you wind up there to begin with? Why’d you came to Paris, Texas of all places? Why hide here?”
“I hadn’t a choice,” he responded (because honestly, what else could he be with that trench deep voice?), shifting back and resting his weight against one of the massive support beams holding the barn’s roof up. He folded his arms over his broad chassis, looking just as uncomfortable with the whole situation as you felt. “I was in critical condition while attempting to make my escape. My self-repair protocols were overriding my base cognizance core. I had to find shelter in order to go into stasis lock without being easily detected. Nothing short of a missile barrage or a medical override can pull a Cybertronian out of a healing-induced stasis lock.”
“Or one faulty missile,” Cade mumbled.
“You were attacked, right?” you inquired further, leaning forward and away from the smaller beam you yourself had been leaning against in an attempt to look at ease (mostly for Cade’s sake, though - he was still tenser than a rabbit because he probably thought you might jump at Optimus again, or vice versa). “By the government?”
“An organization called Cemetery Wind,” he confirmed. “They are being authorized to hunt us down and terminate us.”
You bristled, back straightening with a snap. “And you’re staying here? Endangering my family?”
Optimus, evidently, was not one to remain complacent when attacked, even verbally (or he had been through too much to allow him to), because he, too, straightened and narrowed his optics at you. “I offered to take my leave as soon as I came back online,” he said clearly and curtly, “but it was insisted that I remain long enough for repairs to be conducted.”
You turned your intense, unwavering stare to your younger brother, who visibly began to sweat.
“Look,” he started, standing up and taking a step between you and the metal titan curling his segmented lip. “I convinced him to stay. I couldn’t just let him go, he was literally falling apart! They would’ve been able to take him down with a two-by-four! He could barely stand up!"
“Cade, do you realize how much trouble you could get in for harboring a national fugitive? Offering them medical support?” you asked him, voice neutral but dire. “We’re already losing the house, do you want to go to federal prison on top of that? Think about Tessa.”
Cade pleaded your name with frustration tinging his tone. “...he’s - come on, he's hurt, can't you see that? And humans caused this! They’re hunting him like an animal! It wouldn’t be right to turn him out when he’s so-”
As if on cue, the chugging rumble originating from Optimus' chassis coalesced into several heaving cough-like sounds, dust puffing from the alien robot's mouth as his shoulders heaved and optics flickered. A frown creased your face as what must’ve been the rusted transformer’s ventilation systems sputtered and whirred in an attempt to clear whatever obstruction was trapped within.
You looked back to Cade, expression softening minutely. “Cade, you’re heart’s in the right place - it always has been, and it always will be - but...I think you’ve gotten a little in over your head this time. The risks are too big, and I don’t want to see you get hurt for trying to do the right thing.”
“I…” He paused, then sighed and shook his head. “It’s not fair,” he mumbled, crossing his arms, and you had a sudden sense of deja vu extended over a decade back.
“It usually isn’t,” you told him gently. “But...we shouldn’t let him stay here any longer. The government has eyes everywhere, and we don’t know if they’ve figured out where he is or not.”
Cade opened his mouth to protest and you reciprocated to cut him off, but Optimus had apparently had his fill of just listening.
“I did and do not intend to endanger you or your family,” he stated firmly. “I will leave immediately if you should desire it.”
You turned back to face him and straightened, eyeing him warily. “Right now?” you tested.
“Yes.” He met your intense stare with a level one of his own, lacking no less intensity. “I will be out of the state by sunrise.”
Silence, heavy and tense, stretched out between the both of you. Cade glanced between you warily, panic growing in his expression, but he didn’t dare intervene in the unspoken test of mettle and resolve. Neither of you moved, and when you narrowed your eyes Optimus narrowed his.
Finally, you let your arms fall to your sides. “How much longer ‘til you’re repaired to full combative capacity? Can you defend yourself?”
Optimus blinked and pulled his great head back in clear surprise at your clean one-eighty. Nevertheless, you could practically see the tension bleed from his battered frame. “Your brother is an impressively ingenuitive individual. He has already repaired the places with the most damage, and I am no longer in critical condition.”
“Wait, what?!” Cade interjected, his eyebrows shooting halfway up his forehead. “You were - while I was dinking around trying to figure out what to do you were dying?”
Optimus raised an optical ridge. “I was in no danger of offlining, Cade. I simply was on the verge of going back into emergency stasis-lock for self-repair. The repairs you made on my energon lines and plating breaches were enough to prevent that.”
“And - and your spark casing?”
“While it was extremely uncomfortable and had great potential to become dangerous, it was not a pressing issue at the time.”
The man sighed shakily, rubbing at his forehead and looking very clearly frazzled.
You glanced between them, eyeing the plates and wires and inner workings visible in Optimus’ joints in a new light - he was alive, obviously, but entirely mechanical. You’d almost never believed the thought of transformers existing, only ever having seen them on the news, but now that you had one sitting there in front of you, watching you with silent vigilance and wariness, you finally resigned yourself to the reality of the entire situation.
Yeah. You were probably going to regret this.
“Looks like you’ll both need to fill me in on all the specs,” you sighed, rubbing at your face. Your eyes burned with weariness but you weren’t about to let the stranger know, no matter how kindly he acted towards Cade. You met your brother’s gaze. “What you’ve already done, what we need to do, et cetera. But first, I’m making a pot of coffee.”
Cade glanced at the clock on the wall and grimaced. It was still unbearably early, but it was already too close to daybreak to go back to bed without wasting the day. “Yeah. Maybe two. I’ll go ahead and set up, and, uh...yeah.”
You cast a lingering glance at Optimus, who seemed to have relaxed for the most part, except for the fact that he was still eyeing you with careful scrutiny. You returned the look before walking out of the barn and into the dewy dawn air.
This was...going to be interesting.
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