If a movie features blue people, is it called a blue movie? I’ll explain.
We started watching James Cameron’s Avatar after midnight, and I thought Minnie would (as usual) sleep after a few minutes.
Not. A. Chance.
Instead of the normal yawn-rollover-yawn-sleep routine, she was all over the place, covering her eyes, cheering, screaming, laughing, ooohing and aaahing for two and a half hours – with good reason.
I’ve watched many of this year’s films, and I have to say Avatar comes pretty high in the ranking. It’s exciting, it’s gutting, it’s sad, happy, revolutionary … awesome.
It’s quite hard-hitting historically, with some overt nationalism, and a not-at-all-subtle excoriation of white settler behaviour in America. In fact, it could be used as a critique of Imperialism in general, but the fate of native Americans in particular is front and center.
But it isn’t the politics of the film that got me, it’s the sheer scale of it. Cameron has form in making big films with loads of CGI, having done the amazing Lord of the Rings trilogy, and I can tell you he’s having a great innings.
This is one of the best movies I’ve ever seen, and for this year’s films, maybe only The Hurt Locker was better, with Inglorious Basterds and The Blind Side coming in a close third and fourth respectively.
Go see Avatar – you won’t regret it.