
Last night, I went to James Cameron’s newest, most spell-binding, dynamic, change-the-world-and-alter-reality film, Avatar. I had been hearing about the movie for quite some time—about how it was going to change film making, the production costs, etc. Then I saw the trailer. Much to my chagrin, it looked like a video game. Cats mixed with Blue Man Group mixed with the Star Wars prequels. I figured I’d see it, but I wasn’t excited about it. When early reviews came in praising the film, I was a bit surprised. You mean the movie with the ten-foot smurfs that live in Fraggle Rock? That movie’s good? Either way, I went into the movie with reigned in hopes of it being good and at the least being able to just have great eye candy for my seventh grade inner self. Plus I was going to it in 3D. Maybe a fireball will fly at my face!
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