Monday, December 21, 2009

The Thanator of Hollywood...


James Cameron. He's bad ass and brilliant. Anyone who doesn't like Sci-Fi check out right now. I've just spent 3 hours with a pair of 3D glasses plastered over my face experiencing the second coming. It was pure product; it was unadulterated, and it was tasty spectacle. On every level, Avatar is rocket ship trajectory. Some movie aficionados were anticipating 'eyeball rape.' That's not exactly 'pc' lingo, but I understand it's launching point, because at the epic's end my eyeballs were numb 'gelatinous orbs' (a line from BSG). Cameron might be the only Hollywood director who consistently dishes up strong, ballsy, female characters. He gave us Ripley in Aliens who out bitched the Alien Queen; Sarah Connor, 0% body fat, wasting liquid robocops in T2; and his small box (TV) creation, Dark Angel, made Jessica Alba well, um, Jessica Alba/Max a hot genetically engineered paramilitary young woman on the lam. Yes boys and girls, it's true. Cameron loves chicks in his flicks, and on Pandora, in a pivotal anti-climatic gesture, he invokes the Great Mother and drops her smack dab in the middle of our adolescent squirming laps (WTF is going on here). The joke's on us. Nature lives through the goddess. Even on a world 125 years into the future. Blessed be! But we all knew that didn't we? Avatar is technology at it's edgiest. Every scene, every nuance was sensational. With a nod and a wink, Cameron brings back Sigourney Weaver too. This is as good as it gets. Better than the great Lord of the Rings trilogy? Uh, different. LOTR, the perfect storm, took you to the dark recesses of your mind and pushed you towards Mordor the abyss of no return. Avatar is other worldly. But familiar. There is the primordial forest; the indigenous population; corporate greed; military shock and awe; environmental issues; banshees, and love. See it in 3D, the way Cameron envisoned it. p.s. the Thanator is the donkey Kong predator on Pandora.

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