Then you haven’t talked to me.
Watching Avatar in theatres was one of the most repellent experiences of my life.
Now I’ve been off on Cameron since Titanic (I fucking hate that movie too, bloated tripe), so there is that. But man oh man I rarely want to walk out of a movie, and I had to be literally held in my seat a couple times by my then-girlfriend when I wanted out. Although this and also that awful Robin Hood movie with Russell Crowe allowed me to make a rule that we got to walk out if a movie was *that* bad.
I could go on and on and on about what I do not like about Avatar (including Sam Worthington, who I cannot stand to watch and who ruined the Clash of the Titans remake and The Vow for me), but mostly it’s that if a story and characters don’t “grab” me (and sorry but the characters and story of Avatar are relentlessly recycled and in a poorer form than their previous incarnations) then a bunch of CGI visuals actually *detracts* rather than adds for me. I don’t *love* CGI generally (the uncanny valley is always there for me, and nothing up on screen seems to be more interesting than my imagination anyway), and technical stuff in general actually annoys me if I’m not totally drawn in to the story. And I am not. drawn. in. to Avatar.
Don’t mean to yuck the yum of those who enjoy, but I can’t with those fucking movies. In my head, they are just Blue Cat People Fucking.