My first and last movie review: Avatar

My husband and I are huge dorks!

I've seen it.  The Movie of the Century.  And there are still 90 years to go.  Now what?

Okay, I'm partially making a joke, but you've got to admit:  it's a little bit funny.  I can tell you this for certain:  the DJs on the radio are having a field day.  I can't drive to work without hearing about the supposed politics, the glory and the opposite-of-glory, the tree-hugging and the . . . who wouldn't want to hug a tree?  Everyone has an opinion, but as of yet, no one's opinion has agreed with mine.

Hence this post.

My opinion is pretty simple.  It's short and sweet.  It goes like this:

Avatar was a wonderful movie.  It was an interesting story that had nothing to do with politics, or at least no more so than buying a pair of leather pants or having a canoe in your living room or wearing a Christmas ornament for a corsage.

If that didn't make sense to you, then I can't help you.

Seriously, the storyline of Avatar was great and in no way political.  It's Terminator I meets Dances with Wolves. It's Minority Report meets Troy.

It's a love story.  It's a war between good and evil.

Yes, the glasses are a little trippy at first, but if you get motion sickness from watching it in 3D, then I'm not really sure how you're able to function in your daily life of getting out of bed and walking to the toilet.