
Avatar is amazing. Yes, it's basically a story about a white guy as savior and guardian for the noble, proud, wise, but ultimately poor and hapless natives against other, mean, imperialistic white guys, sort of like The Last Samurai (which I hated) or Dances With Wolves (which I would never watch). But you know what - who cares? It's ground-breaking movie-making. You sit there awe-struck by what you are witnessing up there on screen. You spend two and a half hours transported to a brand new world - the 3-D world of Pandora with its glowing plant lives, floating mountains, and fantasy creatures. I felt like I was Jake Sully's avatar leaping and flying through this magical planet. It really was a fantastical cinematic experience. Sure, I would love to love the story as much as I loved Star Trek or (500) Days Of Summer, and man, wouldn't this have been a cool way to visit Middle Earth? But it's ridiculous to complain. Avatar completely had me at kaltxì (which, to you uninitiated white folks, is hello in Na'vi).
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