Before I jump into the ten points, let me say this: I really wanted to like this movie. I really wanted the M. Night Shyamalan of Unbreakable and The Sixth Sense to find a way to thrill us again and Darling Wife had the same hopes. Instead, what we got was a muddy story, a silly script, and some of the worst acting I’ve seen outside of Mystery Science Theater 3000. Is M. Night Shyamalan at all relevant as a director anymore? Not that I can see.
- About ten minutes into The Last Airbender, I told my wife that this movie is much better when people stop talking. Or glowering. Or emoting.
- Sadly, there is much talking. And glowering. And emoting.
- There is also, early on, a really strange moment during a feast where one of the bad guys does an eerily spot-on impression of Dr. Evil.
- The visuals, while not entirely convincing, are still fun to watch and almost act as the film’s salvation…
- ...But the script is so bad and the acting so laughable that there is no salvation.
- I blame the writing and the direction.
- Still, the sets and the costumes are impressive. The art direction, in fact, is simply beautiful.
- I have to admit, I rather liked the six-legged flying
luck dragon bison.
- Not since the young Anakin Skywalker has their been such a bad lead child actor in a major movie.
- Even so, when the focus goes to the fights and the visuals, there are occasions where the movie rises above its base material. It just doesn’t happen often enough to make it worth the lost hours of your life.