This is long overdue and it would be more than just frivolous to give a review of a movie that practically everyone has already seen. I held back on this for the longest time so I could have gotten the IMAX 3D experience and once you watch this, you'll know how I truly feel about the nonstop eyeball-gouging that took place in that theater.
For the rest of you willing to devote a second of their time, here are some of my more in depth, fractious impressions on the movie. I already stated it was identical to every Pocahontas-type story you've ever heard in your entire life. So for me to claim that the story was far from original is something I can easily defend on the grounds that this movie just catered to a PG-13 audience by revamping an archetypal story and making redskins into blueskins. Much to my chagrin, it was quite similar to District 9 in that everyone was so enraptured by a story about ethics and morals THAT EVERYONE ALREADY HEARD BEFORE.
I don't want to hammer this in anymore than I have to because I already had enough headaches from the movie. I don't need to altercate with anyone to prove my point. I think the movie was adequate and that the hype was all over an exceedingly shallow reason: the eye candy. Headache or not, I enjoyed it to a certain degree. But I didn't pay 18.50 to sit there and look at pretty lights and colors [To be frank, I didn't pay at all; Thanks sis]. I wanted to be riveted by the story. I almost expected the Navi to break into song and dance with animated birds and deer prancing about.
And during those two and a half prattling hours just sitting there trying to bear it out, all I wanted to do was go to the projector and fast forward the damn flick. There was too much filler and the I didn't quite care for it. Once the settlers--I mean sky people--start tearing down the Native American landscape--I mean Pandora, I was actually expecting the movie to wrap up with some epic confrontation. Nope. They were saving that for the next hour. Thankfully, the payoff was good and the action sequence was a spectacle to behold from first over-the-top death to the last. Me being the sick fuck that I am, I enjoyed watching people die in glorious and inventive ways.
So that wraps it all up. It was decent. There weren't too many specific thing that stuck out in my mind aside from the following. It isn't a spoiler in many regards but it will indeed taint your perception of the scene if you have seen it already or plan to see it.
When Jake pursues the girl, he stops and is shrouded with these white, glowing jellyfish flying all about. He is told to just stand still and let them all land on him, covering him from head to toe. Again, I might just be a sick fuck but something about that turned me into a tittering, immature child.
Here's a complaint I'd like to make but it isn't specifically putting movies like Avatar on trial but rather every other movie of this sort. Putting the allegory aside, we have a white man serving as a diplomat to an indigenous tribe and knew very well what his people were scheming. It turns out that this man is a born leader of the indigenous kind and can lead them to victory which no other indigenous person can. I cannot believe how offensive this recurring plot thread is and how undermining it is to those who actually did have to fend their sacred lands from invaders. You'd just have to try to look past the ethical implications of that so you can focus on the more explicit ethical implications that the movie is spitting at you.
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