Because so many of you don't think Bay's direction is quite as awful as I always have, I recorded and rewatched
Pearl Harbor when it showed up on AMC the other night. Fortunately, AMC had edited the film so that the edited for TV version actually ran for only a little over 2 hours. That helped. Some of the soap was eliminated but the mostly wonderful action sequences were retained. The depiction of the attack on Pearl Harbor was so terrific that I forgave the wooden performances of the film's pretty boy stars, Ben Affleck and Josh Hartnett. In fairness to them, though, I am not sure that Sir Lawrence Olivier could have breathed life into the lines they were given.
Anyway, to stop all the scorn and obloquy over my earlier refusal to watch
The Last Ship, I am going to at least start it. I am hoping that my low expectations for the series will lead to me being pleasantly surprised. Stranger things have happened. Maybe I'll even become a Michael Bay fan. . . . Nah, never happen.