. . . and speaking of Avatars . . . I just finally saw it last night (Netflix).
Bottomdweller, I have to second your comments about all the plot violations in this rotten turkey. If James Cameron had any sense of shame, he'd kill himself, or at least have his face reconstructed and go spend the rest of his life being a plumber or something. It was that bad.
That's really sad, too, since the plot, at its most basic, really isn't bad -- old and worn, maybe, but I'll say in a
classic sense that still has value and potential. Wasted potential, sadly . . .
The plot wasn't bad enough, though -- the characterization was limp and inconsistent -- when it wasn't being offensively stereotypical.
Aggravating lack of conflict --
anywhere, or, to be more specific,
in anyone. And internal character conflicts are what give life to a story. Sure, there was that big fight -- but that's all it was, just a big fight (and of course, the Good Guys won, as we all knew they would). It did give
me a conflict -- I couldn't decide whether to yawn or grit my teeth. I can't stand to go into specific cases.
Couple the lack of conflict to all the Mary Sues (
http://www.springhole.net/quizzes/marysue.htm), and it made it that much worse. Hell, the whole frickin'
planet was a Mary Sue! A place where you could talk to the trees and get answers, not to mention the cool trick of being able to plug your ponytail into any animal and have an instant mind-meld (with
you in complete control) . . . a ten-year-old's favorite fantasy, for sure.
It did have visuals going for it . . . several times, I found myself going, "Whaugh, that is soo
cool!!" -- but that was just a reaction to the
scenery, and not to the characters or plot. Think about it: who wouldn't want to take a stroll through a place that looked like that?
I've got to stop now. I'm just glad I didn't shell out big bucks to see this thing in a theater.