That is right world. My wife and I went out last night. On a date. By ourselves. Where were the kids?
A good friend of ours offered to watch them so we made a break for it. First time we've gone out by ourselves for more that an hour since before the P man was born. We don't have a lot of people around we can trust with the kids. I'm looking at you, most of our family.
We went and saw Avatar. It. Was. Great. Visually just . . . look, the script was horrible. Garbage. Horrible garbage. But the movie was so beautiful that we just didn't care. And I mean the script was really bad. Every white corporate bad guy vs. noble savage, evil coyboy vs. good indian cliche possible was stuffed into it.
I swear at one point one of the bad guys tossed a soda bottle out of his gun ship. It twirled down down down through the air to land in a tangle of multi-colored jungle brush below. Then you saw one of the Na'vi (native peoples) standing there while one tear rolled slowly down his face . . .
And do you still call it "foreshadowing" when one of the actors actually yells out the word"foreshadowing!"? Sure, why not? It was so visually stunning. I am now convinced that they could accurately render the experience of taking hallucinogens on screen. Hypothetically speaking, of course.
It's a little scary now,what they can make us see with a cheap pair of glasses and 200 + million dollars worth of CGI. Go and see this in 3D if you can. It's going to suck on DVD.
We had a ton of fun. Ate a ton of overpriced movie junk food. And didn't see our kids until 5:35 this morning. Dating is so much fun.
I see you,