We were standing by the bar chatting.
For the third time in a few days, the subject of Avatar came up in general conversation. Slightly surprising, but each time different people have raised it. First time it was a ‘not sure’ and a criticism about whether the plot was derivative, followed by bemused remarks about the Pope’s criticism and whether it was neopagan.
A few days ago it was someone who has booked to see it at IMAX but has to wait until February because of the demand. I still had only the haziest idea what it was about. Blue creatures in a sci-fi setting defending mineral rights from humans.
The two people I was with at the bar had seen it; another was on their way that very evening.
“Its good”, said the two. “And it's not very violent”.
“Did you see it in 3D?” I innocently asked.
“Yes - there are some amazing scenes like where the gun cartridges eject. It looks as if they will hit you in the eye.”
“Don’t spoil it.” said the other one, “Mind you, those fighter plane Head Up Displays are pretty amazing.”
I remembered that the two non-violent reviewers in front of me both had military backgrounds. In previous lives, one had worked in Afghanistan, and the other had driven Nimrods around.
It's on my list.