Mourning Blockbuster

Blockbuster is closing. Not all of them, just the one around the corner, the one less than five minutes away that I could go to late at night when I wanted to feed my movie fix.

A large "Store Closing" banner hangs outside the building. Employees are overseeing the liquidation of everything in the store. In the windows are posters promoting discounts as high as 80 percent. And I am in mourning.

I know all about Netflix and everytime I go to Harris Teeter, I see the Redbox vending machines. But, for me, there was nothing like going to Blockbuster or Hollywood Video.

I cherished those moments of browsing, your eyes going over all those titles, some big studio blockbusters and others more independent fare. One night it might be the latest Michael Bay movie. Another night, it could be some obscure movie I had never heard of.

And of course, there have been plenty of times when the movies I picked absolutely sucked, such stinkers that the word "stinker" doesn't even do them justice.

But others have been wonderful movie-watching experiences, full of rich indelible characters and superb acting.

I found them through browsing, and that's why I loved Blockbuster. I could spend an hour just walking around, trying to choose, patient in my search.

The first time I used Redbox was this week. I got The Hangover, a hilariously raunchy movie. I struggled with how to use it. I stood at the Harris Teeter an embarrassing long time trying to figure it all out. And I was frustrated with the limited number of titles. You just had to choose quickly as a line formed behind you or just go empty-handed.

That never happened at Blockbuster. Not that you didn't go home empty-handed some nights. But you had the time to figure out what you wanted.

And the joy came when you happened upon some great movie you might not have discovered if you hadn't spent all that time browsing.

We live in this world where patience is a rarity. Time rushes by us, and we have to make these rapid choices. You can't wait and see.

The good things, the wonderful things, in life --- you don't see them right away. You have to browse because the beauty of life appears in unexpected places. You have to walk around searching a bit before you find it, whatever that it is.

And when you find it, whether it's that right movie, or that right person you want to spend the rest of your life with, you know it and you're happy that you took the time to find it.

That's why I'm mourning Blockbuster. I hate having to go to Redbox or order movies from Netflix. I want to walk around for awhile, pick something up, look at it for awhile, put it back, pick something else up, then rent it and see what happens. I may like it or I may hate it.

But no one ever said searching for gems was going to be easy. I guess I'll have to find my gems somewhere else.

Avatar

Avatar is gorgeous, absolutely breathtaking at times, seamless in its beauty, but the film is also pedestrian in its storytelling, predictable and weighed down by wooden dialogue and ham-fisted moralizing.

This is James Cameron's masterpiece, his comeback since he made the mammoth hit Titanic that catapulted Leonardo Di Caprio to fame so many years ago and the first two Terminator movies. The movie is price tagged at $230 million and was years in the making, with Cameron waiting for the technology to catch up to his imagination.

The result is a film vibrant with color and jaw-dropping special effects that look even better in 3D version. The magic is in how the special effects fade into the background, awe-inspiring in how realistic they appear.

But the special effects are supposed to aid in the telling of the story, and the story is simply this -- evil American corporation goes to Pandora to steal a mineral known as "unobtanium" that is key to Earth's survival. Standing in the way are blue-skinned gazelle-like creatures known as The Na'vi, and they're not about to watch their world be ravaged by these human colonizers.

Jake Sully (played by Sam Worthington, who unfortunately was in that money-losing Terminator sequel this summer) is a paraplegic Marine recruited to go to Pandora and take his twin brother's place in a cool scientific experiment.

Scientists have spent years growing this Avatars, half-human, half-Na'vi, bodies into which human minds are implanted. Sully is the guinea pig and his mission is to befriend The Na'vi and convince them to relocate so their land can be scraped away.

Sully jumps at the chance to be in a body that walks and runs through lush jungles and leaps onto lizard-like creatures that fly into blue skies. But his plans to complete his mission go sideways when he meets beautiful Na'vi warrior (Zoe Saldana) and falls in love.

Of course, falling in love leads to outright rebellion against his superiors when he realizes what they're doing is wrong.

And for all the awesome CGI, it doesn't obscure the fact that this movie is unfailingly predictable. The dialogue is awful at times, though some humor manages to get through.

Cameron does remember that he is making popcorn entertainment, and he fills the screen with action sequences geek-lovers everywhere will adore.

But all of that stuff can't make up for the lack of a story you really care about. Take away the CGI, and you have Braveheart, without Mel Gibson. You have 300, without the bare abs.

Yes, Cameron makes incredible strides in the use of motion-capture technology that other filmmakers will be studying for years. But this isn't some gnarly breakthrough in terms of storytelling.

It is cliched to the point of numbness. It is knock-you-over-the-head pro-environmentalism to the point that Al Gore might get annoyed. Umm.. the Earth is precious, we are connected to the land, yada yada yada. We get the point and we might even agree with you but please don't preach.

Avatar is a good movie, for the most part, a lovely way to spend a weekend afternoon, lost in the magic of moviemaking. But next time, Cameron should spend more time on the story and less time on the expensive CGI.

The Princess & The Frog

Everyone knows what to expect from a Disney movie; they expect to transported to a magical place where dreams come true if you wish upon a star, a place where Prince Charming sweeps a young woman off her feet and they live happily ever after.

And in that sense, The Princess & The Frog is no different from the Snow Whites and Cinderellas of the past. Except this time our heroine is a black woman.

For some, that might not make much difference, but to black women who grew up watching Disney movies that only showcased white beauty, this historical milestone means a lot.

But it won't mean anything if the movie isn't good. Luckily, in this case, it is.

The Princess & The Frog is retro, capturing that two-dimensional animation audiences haven't seen in many years. It is classic both in style and narrative.

Anika Noki Rose is Tiana, a native of New Orleans who dreams of making her late father's dream of opening a restaurant come true. She isn't a princess in the traditional sense. Tiana is a hardworking girl who saves her money and refuses to party.

Into her life comes a prince transformed into a frog, thanks to a evil voodoo conman played by Keith David. Of course, we know how the story goes -- princess kisses frog and frog turns into prince.

Well, not exactly. Tiana turning into a frog too in this scenario and together, fussing almost all the way, Tiana and the prince begin a journey to become human again. They encounter a cast of characters including a Creole-speaking light bug and a trumpet-playing alligator.

The movie is infused with New Orleans culture, from the food to the music, and I found myself swept away in show-stopping musical numbers, many blessed with the powerful voice of Anika Noki Rose (who wowed audiences a couple years ago in Dreamgirls).

Disney movies are often predictable and this one is no different. But we enjoy the journey and we laugh and go aww along the way.

The performances are universally wonderful (even Oprah Winfrey in a small role as Tiana's mother) as our heroine slowly begins to learn that love is the most important thing in the world.

G-rated films are not my fare (ummm.... Die Hard is at the top of my favorite movie list and that's about as far from Disney as you can get). But I enjoyed this movie, and not just because we have a black woman in a Disney film.

It is because the movie is good, entertaining and with a message all us adults could stand to learn.