Weighing in on Avatar is entirely unnecessary at this point, aside from saying that I've seen it. There: I saw it. I saw it in magnificent IMAX 3D, where the kid at the door gave me and my viewing companion glasses with different coloured arms than the people around us. Perhaps because they had to go over our regular glasses?"Unnecessary" seems the best word to qualify much of writer-director-HMFIC James Cameron's approach to dialogue, characterization, and plot. We played a little game called "I've seen this movie already" and came up with The Last of the Mohicans, Pocahontas, and FernGully: The Last Rainforest. There's nothing surprising about what happens in the movie, nothing that isn't telegraphed well in advance, no character who comes close being as 3D as Pandora itself.
And that's fine, in its own way. Obviously a lot of though and work went into imaging this lush new moon, and it is truly awe inspiring from the seeds of the soul tree right on up to the floating mountain range. But it's also insanely, excessively long. I grew tired hearing Giovanni Ribsi whinging about unobtanium (legit science term though it might be), Sigourney Weaver demanding for cigarettes, or Stephen Lang war-mongering like he was on the verge of war-starvation (limit of one character trait per actor!), as well as James Horner's overblown score. To be honest, the movie would have been a lot better if we cut out almost all the human stuff and just watched the Na'vi (especially Zoe Saldana's fierce warrior poses) for an hour and a half. C+
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