No, it’s not a review of the film. I missed most of the film due to an acute bout of motion sickness, from which I am still suffering. This is a comment on the ramifications of Avatar on a curious bunch of possibly mildly mentally unstable fans.
There are now help-groups set up for viewers who are suffering from depression because the world of Avatar, Pandora, is not real. These people are so desperate to escape this miserable world and go somewhere decent that they need to speak to like-minded individuals and share their collective disappointment with this filthy planet we call Home.
I have a suggestion.
Speak to all your Pandora-obsessed friends, sell everything you have and book a one-way ticket to South America. Hire your collective selves a really, really good guide and head into the Amazon Rainforest. There, spend the next decade keeping it in existence. The Amazon is as close to Pandora as is possible on Earth, and it is being killed at a terrifying rate. The Amazon needs your help. Seriously. This is not cynicism it is actual, practical advice. If moping around feeling bad isn’t doing it for you this will.
GO save the Amazon.
Your childrens children will appreciate it. Also, James Cameron will have done the world a pretty huge favour.
And they should paint themselves blue. They mustn’t attempt anything without painting themselves blue.
But of course. I was assuming they would anyway, as part of The Dream