It’s hard to review a James Cameron movie, because whether you like it is sort of irrelevant. It becomes part of pop culture, like a song. People will talk about it, children will think of it nostalgically in 10 years, and you’ll probably find yourself humming it on the subway, even if you hate it. Call Avatar brilliant trash. It’s a lot like Titanic — grandiose and impressive on an epic scale, and riddled with clichés throughout. But James Cameron is a smart guy. You figure he knows a cliché when he’s writing one. He likes them and he doesn’t care what you think, much the way your mom likes bikers.
Sam Worthington, who’s a pretty solid leading man even if he can’t get rid of his Aussie accent, plays Jake Sully, a paraplegic marine (they have the technology to fix his spine, but he can’t afford it). When Sully’s identical twin brother, a scientist on Pandora, gets murdered, they need Sully to take his brother’s place on a research expedition. Since he shares his brother’s DNA, he’s the only one who can operate his Avatar, a cloned being made from the DNA of his brother mixed with that of the 12-foot, blue cat-monkeys that live there. Sigourney Weaver, who runs the research expedition on a grant from the corporation mining Pandora, isn’t happy that she has to take on a Marine
with no science training. Meanwhile, corporate guy Giovanni Ribisi, who wants the scientists to figure out how to get the Na’avi to move out of the giant tree they live in so he can mine for the ‘Unobtainium’ underneath (yes, they call it that unironically. it’s retarded), hopes Sully will be the non-tree-hugging pussy he needs for intel on the ground. Ditto Stephen Lang, a scarred Marine leading the force of ex-military mercenaries providing security on Pandora. Michelle Rodriguez is there too, and she’s a hardcore Latina.
You can pretty much predict what’s going to happen from there, and the only reason you don’t totally expect everything that happens is that you’re thinking, “Wait, no, he couldn’t possibly have made it this simplistic…. could he?” He did. But the story is really just a skeleton for the visuals, which are pretty mind blowing. I’m not ready to say that it wouldn’t have been just as good in 2D, but the 3D here is easily the best that’s been done. It doesn’t hurt your eyes or make the picture dim like in Up. It’s still a gimmick, but Cameron uses it better than anyone has before. A few of the scenes of climbing and pterodactyl riding in the beginning actually had my ass puckering because the threat of falling seemed so real.
Right, the story. It’s so cheesey in so many ways that you’ll find yourself actually rooting against it at times. We know Jake’s going to fall for one of the native broads, fine — you can’t blame him, lanky topless chicks with sensual tails and ears that move like a cat? Hawt. — but then all you’re thinking is “Oh God, just don’t let his girl be the Chief’s daughter.” Sorry. Not only is she the chief’s daughter, the chief is that guy who played Geronimo.
I’m not into the whole assuming-every-character-and-plot-point-is-a-philosophical-metaphor-and-reflection-of-political-ideology thing, and I kind of despise anyone who is, but the Na’avi couldn’t fit the description of the “noble savage” more perfectly. In fact, considering he called the mineral “unobtanium”, it’s a wonder he didn’t just call them Noble Savages. The Na’avi are perfectly good and the corporate guys are perfectly evil. The Na’avi are basically American Indians and the plot is basically Dances with Wolves. While I’m sure there’ve been plenty of times in U.S. history when the white man was perfectly evil and killed a bunch of innocent Indians for no better reason than because they were squatting on some gold, anyone who went to school between the 70s and the present gets a little sick of hearing that story. At some point you wonder what the purpose of retelling it is, especially as simplistically as it’s delivered here, other than trying to make us feel like crap. I get it, I suck because of my soulless lifestyle and technology. Is there an iPhone app for white guilt?
In this case, the purpose of retelling that story is mainly to take us to a vivid new world and show off some technological toys. Which Avatar does incredibly well. Exploring a new world is always welcome. But that’s no excuse for making such a bonehead parable. And I’d love to enjoy it completely on its own merits without considering the political parallels, but when you call the mercenaries’ plan to blow up the Na’avi’s Tree of Memories (…don’t ask) “a shock and awe campaign”, and the natives fight back with suicide missions while ululating, you sort of force us to. You have to cut the references to contemporary political realities if you don’t want us to see it as a parable. And if it is meant as a parable, it’s a pretty bad one, one which largely boils down to “Your way of life is wrong. Grow dreadlocks, strip off your clothes, and live in the f-cking forest.”
The good guys fight the bad guys. The hero leads his army and gets the girl. Someone dies and gets revived (because of love, and miracles!). The main bad guy dies last, and he gets the best death, courtesy of the main good guy. I could’ve done without any or all of these things (come on, at least one???), but like I said, it’s well-done trash. Well done because despite the faithfulness to a tried-and-true narrative, James Cameron takes the time to make you believe it. It’s not like in Terminator Salvation when Christian Bale jumps out the back of a cargo plane into an ocean heaving with 30-foot swells and then just shows up on looking wet on the bridge of a submarine with no explanation as to how he got there. James Cameron is a nerd. You know he’d have thought of an explanation for that. It might not be a great or totally plausible explanation, but it’d be more than just “uh, because jump cut?”
Is it a great movie? No. But it’s an incredibly watchable bad one.
Grade: B+ (I guess? Like I said, it doesn’t really matter because you’re going to see it anyway)

You figure he knows a cliché when he’s writing one. He likes them and he doesn’t care what you think
So he’s the Rivers Cuomo of filmmaking?
I knew I’d like the 3-D, I saw it with the RealD staff and prior to the screening they were pretty confident that it was the best anyone has seen yet. In general they don’t praise their own work too heavily. What I wondered about, and still kind of do, is will it hold up on home video? I think it will, if only because you could tell the Na’vi apart from one another. Not just the avatars, but the masses of blue red-shirts looked like individuals. I think you summed it up well, Vince. It’s a James Cameron movie so what anyone thinks of it is irrelevant, it’s auto-pop culture.
Isn’t Unobtanium just a real bad pun used by sciencey types for stuff they can’t find?
What a waste of my first comment on this site.
P.S. I won’t see it.
I was about to post the same thing as Rislo. Unobtanium is actually an old joke in science fiction. If it’s a mineral, it should be called Unobtainite, but that sounds like shit. All good things have a U for the second to last letter.
Shock and “Awww, Hell Naw!”
Needs more Smiff.
But what about the 3D technology? What I want to know is whether you think this new 3D stuff has very much potential in making my penis look bigger on video.
I realize it’s an old joke, that’s why I find it weird that they treat it like it’s a serious thing in the movie.
The movie itself is telling us that technology is bad. And yet the only reason to see the movie is because of the technology?
Fuck that shit, Jim.
Do we get to see Pandorans box?
Did we at least try offering them beads first? I hear they love the fuck out of some beads and have no concept of ownership.
I hear Chino loves the fuck out of some beads, too.
(She owns them, though)
I’m not into the whole post-modern, assuming-every-character-and-plot-point-is-a-philosophical-metaphor-and-reflection-of-political-ideology thing, and I kind of despise anyone who is
Whatever, just because you can’t appreciate ‘Meet the Deedles’ on the same deep, meaningful level that I can doesn’t make you better than me.
IT WAS A BRILLIANTLY SUBTLE METAPHOR FOR A MAN’S DISCONNECT FROM NATURE!
So if I don’t see this in theatres in IMAX I shouldn’t bother to watch it on some lesser technology. I’m wearing whether impressive visuals are enough of a reason for me to risk having to dodge furry jizz.
I call pussy unobtainium. :(
the only thing i felt avatar needed was bigger blue tits and a blue balls joke
It’s a good thing that white man showed up to tell them how to save themselves. That was a close one guys.
Unobtainium? More like FUNobtainium! *Fart noise*
even if the movie does tell us that technology is bad we still don’t get to fucking jack into giant flying raptors of doom. you know why the naavi don’t have tech? who needs a PS3 when you’ve got flying raptors and 6 legged horse monsters with a direct neural connection. if i had that i’d live in the forest wearing a man-thong too
Loved that the bad guys were Marines and the good guys were the Na’vy. Whee!
It was Dune meets Dances With Wolves mixed with Lawrence of Arabia divided by the Matrix to the power of the Lorax. Otherwise, totally original story. Visually it’s definitely worth seeing, and ordinarily I think that’s a bullshit reason to see a movie.
PS Living in the forest sounds swell until you wipe with a leaf.
PPS At least in Dune they had those suits that had like built-in diapers.
yeah when he landed with the big red thing i half expected the crowd to chant “muaadib!”
Vince, I’m an English graduate, but I can’t see how assuming-every-character-and-plot-point-is-a-philosophical-metaphor-and-reflection-of-political-ideology thing is post-modern. In many ways, postmodernism actually the opposite.
Anyway, I agree with your review. There have been so many bad reviews of Avatar, so it’s refreshing to see a good one. Thanks.
*takes of monocle*
An over-hyped sci-fi flick with a simplistic plot redeemed only by sfx?
George Lucas would like a word with you, Mr. Cameron.
Why did they make Sam Worthington’s avatar look remarkably similar to the Na’avi, but Signourney Weaver’s just made you uncomfortable like grown oompa loompas?
Bloom: as an English graduate, shouldn’t you take off your monocle?
And then your pants?
I admit I was struggling for the right term there. What do you call that, the new criticism?
3tardDed
Nothing like a $300M, technologically advanced spectacle of modern achievement to make us feel guilty for advancing our civilization to the point where we can make a $300M, technologically advanced spectacle of modern achievement.
Your review sounds spot on. I wanted to see this, wanted to like it because i liked the way it looked. Yet i sensed , no smelled something that soured my stomach from afar, so no, i will have not & will not see it….for i am not being taken for a ride in that CGI powered GO GREEN vehicle, no matter how sleek it looks or how fast it goes…A NEW WORLD RELIGION is something i oppose.
Hell I sat through Paul Blart… At least this wasn’t Paul Blart.
No worries BoPa, they open a school!
Trudy Chacon’s superiors sent her to the front lines to fight the Na’vi after they overheard her saying that she wished she could “punch the kitties” like the rest of the guys. They thought it was a case of a brave woman wanting to be treated with equality, but it turned out to be penis envy.
Rodriguez is Unovarian (she’s a dude)
And I’m guessing Cameron is a pretty big player in getting 3-d to high def tvs. I give it 6 months before the first one hits the market.
Of course I get all my news from my midnight drunken crayon ravings sooooo there’s that.
I don’t think it would be considered post modernism to read metaphor into a film, that would simply be film criticism. Post modernism might focus on the unreliability of meaning in the film. You may also be able to work post structuralism or multiculturalism into your diss somehow as well.
On the other hand, the embrace of cliche you mention could be seen as a post-modern technique — an awareness within the text of the general rules of storytelling, and an attempt to use what is normally seen as a negative quality in a deliberate fashion to subvert those rules. I don’t suspect that is what is going on here though. More like Cameron saying “fuck it, we’ll do it live.”
Dur, capitalism is bad!
Yeah Vince, what you described isn’t really a ‘school’ of criticism. It’s just criticism.
Also be sure *not* to use the fancy words described by luke.
On another note, why are so many people defending this movie? As in, saying it is actually good, not just the visuals?
When asked for comment about this movie Dr. Manhattan mumbled something about needing to save the world whilst leaving the movie theater clutching a bag over his groin.
Modernism is an woefully incomplete project. Cameron’s storytelling wouldn’t work otherwise.
J Lo’s Semen Clench 4 will herald our glorious future.
What I hate is when people watch a movie and then start talking about what it “meant”. Motherfucker, if I wanted morals in my narratives, I’ll read some Shakespeare or some shit. You better come hard with the motherfucking explosives and some good tittays too, brah. Stories are for toddlers an’ shit. I’ve grown past that point. I’m a man now, bitch. All I want to see is some motherfuckin’ action.
*slams back crantini, waits for your roofie to kick in*
Hey guys, anybody seen a crantini sitting around here? I got this roofie I was gonna put in it before I gave it to Chelle0.
Holy crap, why is the room spinning?
That’s just love at first sight you’re feeling, baby. Come back to my place and I’ll show you my bitching TapouT shirt collection.
Dammit Donk! You fucking owe me!
I need an adult!
I need to find my copy of Fun Home, because I’m almost sure some of the bullshit close readings Alison Bechdel was talking about had a name. But for now we’ll stick with my long winded description (with “post-modernism” cut).
There’s an adult in the van kid. And candy. And puppies. And, uhhh . . . just get in the fucking van!
I mean you can trust the van, it’s got Neverending Story murals and everything.
I see your point. And I do like candy… hrm…
Say what you want but tell me you wouldnt want a threesome with one of the Na’vi and the green big tittied bitch from the Star Trek movie
Fuck it! I’ma jus take some acid an watch VHS fern gully in mah parachute pants.
JK. I’ma jus take the acid
(takes off parachute pants)
100% on spot rev. I loved it and still give a B+. Boiled down,story: Duh. Delivery: A+++