David on Avatar
Although James Cameron's seriously overrated juggernaut has a veritable tsunami of fans, it also has a few stalwart detractors, including myself. A very good friend of mine, who invited me to join her seeing it in the theater in 3D, has confessed to being an "Avaturd," an obviously derogatory sobriquet for fanatical Avatar fans. She's seen it over a dozen times in the theater; her cousin, nearly thirty. Insert WTF meme here.
While I can fully appreciate its groundbreaking technical qualities, I remain skeptical as to its status as an all-time "great" film. Record-breaking profits aside (which exceed the GNP of some countries—how sick is that?), for me it's patently derivative and, beneath all of its retina-numbing special effects, stupefyingly simplistic to be worthy of such accolades. It's almost as if there are subliminal messages implanted in the visuals that brainwashed vulnerable audience members into becoming salivating, night-of-the-living-dead zombie fans, arms outstretched as they dutifully shuffle back into the theaters from whence they emerged. Honestly, I've never seen anything like it.
After all of the pre-release hype, I expected better. Cameron's idea of "alien" creatures is to add extra legs to mash-ups of familiar earth animals on a planet with lower gravity. (Think about it: one would expect higher gravity to require extra legs. Ah, but I'm obviously over-thinking things.) Indeed, his design staff have openly confessed to using Earth-based life forms for their inspiration, rather than closing their eyes, perhaps taking some hallucinogenic drugs for assistance, and imagining something entirely different. To make matters worse, some of Pandora's terrain looks as if it was swiped wholesale from old Yes album covers. I could go on, but I'd need more bandwidth than I have.
Consequently, my rating of GOOD is based almost entirely on production value, which is astronomical by all accounts, as to be expected from a Cameron product. If I focused exclusively on the forgettable performances and infantile story (Unobtanium? Give me a break!), my rating would otherwise be merely MEH. As for seeing it in 3D, which is supposed to make it "immersive," the growing eyestrain headache was too distracting for me to appreciate the imagery, much less the story, such as it was.
BTW, the bladder-bursting extended version available on disc offers more of the same turgid "prepare to be awed" special effects, and doesn't really add anything substantive to the original bladder-straining theatrical release. Thankfully, as if to vindicate my contrarian views, there are plenty of reviews by others who've seen right through Cameron's tricks, and laid bare his bloated, unoriginal moneymaking machine for what it really is. For further enlightenment—as well as amusement—simply search YouTube for Avatar reviews.
SH!T BAD MEH 1/2-DECENT GOOD F!NG-AWESOME