Abby's not a big movie fan, especially not main-stream, big screen movies, so it took me weeks to even convince her to go. My family swore by it, many friends swore by it and then finally, I think (don't tell her I said this), she actually got excited about checking it out. I know she was nervous about the fact that it was 3 hours long, but we got a medium popcorn, a water, and broke out the chocolate covered peanuts from the health food store that we snuck in and settled in for the long haul.
It opened up a little rocky with the military theme, but once they set foot into the forest, we were both hooked. I think the theme of the movie was what sucked us in so deep. I fought back tears at least 5 times (I always come out of the movie theater crying and it is so embarrassing!!) and felt so strongly about the mission of the indigenous people that I was actually angry! But the colors, the emotions evoked by the animals, the vegetation and the living creatures were really unexpected, and very welcome. When the lights came up after 3 very short hours, we were in total agreement: We loved Avatar! And she even admitted (shhhh!) that she teared up on a few occasions, too!
Looking back at the film now, it seems so connected to the problems of the human race as a whole. Not only are we destroying "mother earth" but there are those of us who don't even see the problem. We are happy to lay waste to the things that give us life, with $dollar signs$ in our eyes. It almost seemed like an intentional crack at the wars being waged today - against one another and the environment. What really got me, were the emotions on the face of the main female character when she was confronted with the death of any living creature. She was so powerfully sad. She truly respected each and every part of the forest. It was especially incredible when she did not even flinch at the sight of the main male character's human body. It was obvious that she found each and every living creature beautiful - that is something I can relate with.
Well, that was my experience anyway.
At the close of the movie we realized that we still had 1/2 of our ginormous tub of popcorn left (did you know you can get it sweet or salty here??), so we brought it along in case we saw a homeless person on our way home who might want it. We walked a ways but Corrientes was surprisingly free of anyone [obviously] in need. We grabbed a cab home. On our way out of the taxi Abby, with her sweet heart and her infinite wisdom, offered the popcorn to our taxi driver, whose eyes lit up at the offer! It reminded me of the time we were on a late evening bus from Rio Gallegos to El Calafate and we happened to be in the front seat. We were tearing off huge chunks of cheese and eating it with fresh bread. We offered the bus driver a slab and he was all about it. No problem that I tore both the bread and the cheese with my bare hands! He even accepted seconds. Man, I love Argentina!
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