The dialogue and its delivery are painful. Sadly, there's a lot of talking, as well as standing and staring. I couldn't understand half of what Jackson Rathbone said because he either talked with a clenched jaw or tried to speed through his lines. And that pony-tail, AAGH! Dev Patel wins my "best" vote in this group of young actors.
The most entertaining parts of the movie are the element-bending battles. Earth vs. fire was pretty cool. And the dragon spirit Aang kept chatting up was like a cross between Falkor, Aslan, and Yoda (you know I just wanted an excuse to stick these pictures together).
The film caused a stir by casting white actors in Asian/Native-American roles. I was certainly confused when I noticed that Katara, Sokka, and their grandma were the ONLY phenotypically white people in their relatively small, isolated village. I mean, are we to infer that this family has always been a part of this particular village? Is their family inbreeding? Do the filmmakers understand genetics? But okay, I might be willing to suspend disbelief in the face of incredible acting...Mmm, yeah, NO. Right or wrong, I think M. Night Shyamalan did miss a good opportunity to cast young Asian actors in these roles. However, there are two Indians, an Iranian, and a Maorian with lead speaking parts, which is very nice to see.
Bottom line: Unless you really, really like the cartoon, I think you need not bother watching this -- EVER. Turns out, people were NOT over-exaggerating the suckage of this movie. But alas, it did make me forget my troubles for a few hours.
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