Monday, January 18, 2010

Avatar: My Review

Dee and I finally saw Avatar last night.  After all the hype and recommendations from friends, we had to.  We couldn’t miss a chance to see the most spectacular movie of our lifetime.  It was an interesting experience.

Avatar is like sleeping with a hot girl who’s bad in the sack.  You feel stupid complaining about it.  Your friends won’t be sympathetic because you slept with the hot girl.  What could you possibly have to complain about?  You get it.  You know that you don’t really have anything to complain about because a) you had sex and b) you spent that whole time looking at a really hot girl.  It still doesn’t change the fact that you didn’t think it was amazing.  It was clear that the hot girl knew that all she really needed to do was show up and let you have sex with her.  No extra effort needed.

That’s how I felt watching Avatar.  So much effort was put into making it look good that the rest of the movie was sacrificed.  The characters were predictable and one-dimensional.  Cameron did everything short of bringing the Colonel Quaritch character into my home to beat up my family to make us hate the guy.  We get it.  He’s evil and crazy.  He was so dislikable that even his death couldn’t bring satisfaction.  Don’t get me started on the overplayed military clichés that every single soldier used.  Or that is was a half-hour too long.  I could mention more but it will just seem like nitpicking.

I’m glad I got to see this beautiful movie in IMAX 3-D, I’m just saying it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.  Like sleeping with the hot girl.


  1. I told Chelsea after we left Avatar (which I also saw this weekend) that it was a great movie, as long as you didn't think about it. It was visually stunning, and even emotionally rich, but the second you started thinking about the plot, the science, the characterization, and the moral message, the movie totally falls apart.

    So, as long as you just watch it, and turn your brain off, it's a good flick.

  2. Indeed. The more I think about it, the less I like it.