This Avatar review includes the this awesome line.
Sully quickly falls for the non-specific mystical rabbitings of the tribe, involving memory-harbouring trees, intimate relationships with flying lizards, and other such prog-rock-influenced stylings.
I’m intrigued by it, but really, really don’t want to go see a movie where the evil, greedy American industrial-military complex ruin a pristine nature preserve and try to force the primitive natives onto a reservation with indoor plumbing. Could you find another punching bag please. If it ends up like that, I’m out.
Also, the animated parts of the trailer looks like a video game cutscreen.
Related: I’m torn about the M. Night Shyamalan Avatar movie. If they don’t let him ruin it with one of his horrible stupid “twist” endings, it could be a beautiful film.
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