Moving, FEMALE, REAL, PROFOUND, oh and there were actors too . . .

Rating: 8/10 (4 March 2010)

I feel truly inclined to share my feelings about this film, more so than things that I have seen in years.
First of all, this is a film with intention. This is a piece of propaganda.
Now, don't start to think that I mean I disagree. I don't. That's why this movie moved me on the simplest and most profound levels. I know deeply that the message of the film is the truth.
Such a female, and still ultra produced film, has never been.
But it's kinda like watching commercials and wondering why you have a resounding feeling from them.
I know and have understood the feeling of connection with all life forms.
So that's why when I see the highly researched, realistic and all-together convincing biophorms of "Pandora," I am moved.
I see that scientists came together to create real life. This is truly visual Xeno-Biology. From the sounds to the shapes and colors, the time (and money) spent to make this place is worth all the Hollywood praise that any film can elucidate.
I was crying for so many elements of this tale.
But only about this alien planet . . .
The human players, with the exception of the genius Signourney Weaver, were corny, purposefully hackneyed goober-ish portrayals of humankind. Including Jake. I feel like the actor most responsible for this film is Zoe Saldana, who should be praised more than any element of this production. The humans were quite deliberately terrible. Full of worthless one-liners and hardly believable Cameron-Esquire cliché.
It was quite clear that acting was the LOWEST priority of this piece. I have never a seen a movie where Giovanni Ribisi looked bad. NEVER! So I can only imagine that this was done on purpose.
The same purpose that choose not to give a name or title to the imminent and nameless human menace raping Pandora, gave all the expression to the Na'Vi, put their gorgeous ears on, and let all the love and faith fall in the hands of the natives.
So in retrospect for any still reading, on opening night I had a buddy who went and I said to him, "Just tell me we don't win, the last thing I want is another generation of imperialists." Something like that at least . . .
So I was astonished, moved to many tears and confused to find such a piece of green-ist propaganda.
Confused because I agree, astonished because I didn't know how to take it as a bemused biologist, and moved because it embodied so many elements of experience as a life form that I long to have.