Well, there was lots of big machinery, and it made lots of noise (earplugs were a good investment. Still, although there was plenty of good destruction, it left me wanting in some way.
One thing is that the ads always imply a sort of frenetic, MTV style pacing. In reality, there are twenty second periods of action, followed by a good 5 minutes of nothing much. More if there is a crash. There were plenty of those.
On the plus side, Mr. Fabby, the guy who invited us all together, got a great rate on the tickets, $10 each instead of $12. On the negative, though we all swear the radio ads said "$12 general admission seating," the seating was definitely assigned, and we were seated in rows quite separated from each other. That, coupled with the inevitable noise, meant we didn't really feel so much as though we were hanging out with our close friends.