Thoroughly entertained is the only way you can describe it. Every Christmas my wife and I take in a movie. Usually it is a matinee and a meal afterwards. This year we chose Avatar. I’m so glad we did. I walked from the theater thoroughly satisfied.
I am not a polished movie critic. I simply don’t go to enough of them to be that well versed to rate one movie over another, and will not do that in this case. Most likely there are plenty of movies that are better than this one. I really don’t care. It was this one that caused me to travel back to a time when I was young and totally overwhelmed with new exciting experiences—to a time when I was a child. Avatar did that. It had the color splashes of Fantasia, the action of Indiana Jones, and the sci-fi dimension of the Matrix.
I went to the 3D version of the movie. Sure, it’s always a little campy to have to wear those silly glasses. However, you’ve got to admit even those have come a long way from the paper and plastic ones with the red and blue lenses. After a while I even forgot I was wearing the dang things.
Now, don’t go to Aviaar to experience a complicated or sophisticated story line—it doesn’t have one. In fact the story line is quite old. It’s the same as Disney’s Pocahontas and countless other movies where good is threatened by evil. However, the story line really doesn’t matter because it’s the experience of the movie that is delightful. The movie was chocked with sufficient action and exhilarating scenes to carry it. The animation passed from ‘reality’ to ‘fantasy’ seamlessly. I must say that it was a very pleasant movie-going experience. If you go to the movie, not expecting great acting and deep plots, you’ll probably be pleased with the product. I was.