I finally caught the movie "Avatar" tonight, after most of the free world has already seen it. Truth be told, I really wasn't expecting to like it very much, for the sole reason that there's just too much hype around it.
I HATE HYPE. I hate commercially-manufactured excitement and enthusiasm. (But we'll talk about Valentine's Day tomorrow.) I hate feeling obligated to see a movie because if you don't, you'll seem tragically uncool. Just think, as absolutely manic and pressed for time as I was when I was back in the States during the holidays, I actually considered trying to see "Avatar" in an Imax theatre, just for the heightened street cred.
Anyway, I thought the movie was incredible. Awesome, even. It could have been about 30 minutes shorter, but still well worth my time. But during the screening, I keptwaiting for something overtly racist to happen that would offend me. I'd read all the online debate about the movie being one more tired example of white folks galloping to the rescue of helpless (blue) colored folks. Well, frankly, the Na'vi are the fiercest colored folks I've ever seen on screen, so it wasn't like they were meek little pawns.
Besides, these days, also based on what I read online, it seems like there's more racism in the US Congress than onscreen.
"I'm just sayin', dawg....."
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