So I finally saw Avatar.

Seeing the movie started as an idea somewhere the previous week. We went to the cinema to find out that all the shows were sold out. Crap. With our lesson learned, the second time we bought the tickets online. We went to the cinema 1 hour before the movie started to catch better seats. Yeah… if you want to experience a movie as popular as this from decent seats (not the best seats) you have to do that. So, there were already 20-30 people waiting when we got there. This didn’t prevent us to stay in a neatly formed lined for another 45 minutes before we were given access to the auditorium. We got the decent seats that we wanted and felt the tension building as the movie was about to start.

The movie started. Roughly 3 hours later it ended. To sum up in a word how I felt as I left the cinema: disappointed. It seems to me that the whole purpose for which this movie was made was to boast about the special effects – which weren’t that special as rumored but still visually impressive. Apart from that the movie is a big, compact pile of crap. The storyline is simple. very very simple. Simple in the retarded kind of way. With that and the fact that the film is 3 hours long there is lots of space to fill in with the visually stunning details of the big blue cat people and their world. For f… sake. I may not be the best movie critic around the block, but I know that you cannot do that. You cannot fill a quarter of the movie with the cat people flying on their birds. And with all that filler space, they still didn’t manage to correctly expose the evolution of the main character. This is not a movie, it’s a lame excuse to play with Computer Generated Graphics and sucker people into giving you money to see it.

Either you watch the uber movie or this clip from South Park, the story is basically the same. The South Park clip is 2:53 minutes long. oh yeah… epic.

That being said I will stick with my choice for best movie of 2009: District 9

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