Review: Avatar

There is a concept in video games, robots, and digital media in general known as “the uncanny valley,” which states that as facsimiles of humans get closer to looking like actual humans, people revile them. When I think about movies like “The Polar Express,” where you know you’re looking at Tom Hanks, but his mouth isn’t moving quite right, or isn’t wincing just right, you can tell. You know that it’s him, but the mannerisms just don’t connect and it draws you away from the overall experience: you are fully aware that you are watching a digital film, and not reality.

Thus, “Avatar,” seeks to change all that, and in many, many ways, it succeeds.

The story centers around a dystopian future where the resources of Earth are dwindling and more are needed. The distant planet, Pandora, has a valuable mineral Earth needs, but of course, much of the planet must be strip-mined to get it, disrupting all the native life on the planet. The Na’vi, a peaceful race of blue humanoids are “in tune” with all of nature on the planet, so humans have tried to communicate and reason with them in order to move them to other locations in an effort to get the mineral. Of course, as humans tend to do, they get impatient and decide to go the “forced relocation” route, a la American Indians, amongst other populations throughout history. The “avatars” themselves are human/alien hybrids that look like the Na’vi, but can be controlled remotely by an interface that looks kinda like an MRI machine.

The plot is mostly predictable, as a small band of humans realize what they are doing on the planet is wrong and must be stopped, so they join forces with the Na’vi to fight back. The acting is pretty good, but nothing particularly Oscar-worthy.

As most people know, the real “star” here is the CGI, much of which had to be invented just to make this movie. I saw it in digital projection 3D, and while it was a few bucks more expensive, it was well worth the money and should be experienced. The 3D itself was more subtle than I expected, simply adding more depth to scenes and making a few things “pop” a bit more. It certainly wasn’t headache-inducing or anything, and really did help immerse you in the movie.

Back to the “uncanny valley,” though. This is the first movie I’ve seen where the CGI was so integrated into the environment, you could hardly tell it wasn’t being filmed with a camera on location down in the Amazon. James Cameron invented a motion capture camera that is worn on your head, tracking your mouth movements, the wrinkles of your nose, how your eyes move, etc. It then maps these movements onto a digitally-created humanoid and integrates the actor into the environment. Of course, more conventional methods are used for the human actors on green screens, but again, the majority of sequences with the Na’vi in the jungles are all digitally created, and you frequently forget that you are watching something made on a computer. It makes it look like Sigourney Weaver is acting with blue facepaint on, when she really isn’t. Her words are perfectly matched with the sound. Her facial expressions look like it’s really her.

So no, “Avatar” won’t be remembered for its compelling story or acting, but it will probably be remembered as the first movie to integrate CGI so seamlessly into a motion picture (with the help of some 3D “tricks”) that you forget what you’re really experiencing, and that technology is going nowhere but “up.” While it may seem a bit “over the top” to say, I fully believe “Avatar” is on-par with “The Jazz Singer” (the first “talkie”) or the introduction of color in movies.

This Christmas break, do yourself a favor: find this movie in 3D and drop the cash on it. You won’t be sorry. Unless you hate movies.

The Loss of a Friend

Colette Anderson, our long-time family friend from St. Andrew’s in Columbia, was the kind of person that I only knew peripherally growing up, but around the time I hit college, it seemed like she and my Mom became really close. I can remember back to Freshman year when I’d go out to my car after church and find a case of Mountain Dew in the back seat, or I’d shake her husband, Chuck’s, hand after playing drums for the service, ending up with a $20 bill in return. They were both great people that I am happy to have known, and I am certainly changed by their influence and generosity.

Both Chuck and Colette actively attended St. Andrew’s Saturday Evening Service, one we started over a decade ago focused on contemporary music. They both appreciated my contributions to the service in playing drums (and later guitar), and of course, supported all of the other people that came through the service over the years, always coming up after the service to thank us for the work we had done (even when we screwed up royally…which happened on many an occasion…). In many ways, they were “honorary members” of the band, frequently joining us for dinner after church or at our various social gatherings.

Chuck passed away, unexpectedly, on December 21, 2002. I don’t think Colette ever fully recovered from the loss, but did her best to move on and devote more of herself to her family (including new grandchildren) and her “church family.” Earlier this year, however, she was diagnosed with cancer and lost her battle with it this past Wednesday, December 16th. I made the trip to Columbia for the memorial service, held yesterday.

I guess I felt it necessary to make particular note here of the way both of their memorial services were held. Rather than focusing on their lives and the things they had done, these services were designed in celebration of what they stood for and how we can all better ourselves by looking at their examples. For both services, I was honored to participate in playing drums, along with others playing guitar, piano, and singing. Colette chose the songs for Chuck’s memorial service, and was able to choose many of the same ones for her own service. She was sure to pick upbeat, yet meaningful, music to set the tone that she wanted: not to dwell on the loss of her, but as a reminder of the life she led and how we can incorporate her ideals into our own lives.

She would tell us how Chuck frequently hummed “Come, Now Is The Time To Worship” on the way home from church anytime we’d play it. Colette chose that song to be played at his service, and also wanted it played at hers. It was an inspiring experience to play that song just the way we’d always done it (fast and loud!), and once the clapping started during the tune, many of us cried. It may be the best we’d ever done it. “Trading My Sorrows” was another one the family requested, and even though we had only played it together as a group once before (some of us had never played it before that day), it turned out perfectly.

It was probably the best memorial service I’d ever gone to, and I hope mine is similar someday (preferably a long time from now, of course). Colette and Chuck will certainly be missed, but their inspiration and legacy will live on for years to come.

Denialism

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Jon Stewart had Michael Specter on “The Daily Show” last night, a staff writer for The New Yorker who’s out with a new book, “Denialism.” The sub-title for the book explains what it’s about: “How irrational thinking hinders scientific progress, harms the planet, and threatens our lives.” The interview is about 7 minutes long and covers a wide range of topics, but he mostly focuses on medicine, genetically modified food products, and vaccines.

He begins highlighting how 62 million people have gotten the H1N1 vaccine with no deaths or serious injury, despite half of American adults saying they won’t vaccinate their children or themselves because they believe it to be unsafe. Specter goes on, citing a friend of his that read the book, but still said she wouldn’t vaccinate her child for polio because “there is no polio anymore.” This is true, but only for the United States: polio is still around in other countries where airplanes travel. Similarly, 200,000 people died last year from the measles, another “forgotten disease,” and while none of them were in the United States, it’s not like it would be hard for the disease to spread here.

Specter also talked about how Vioxx “killed” 55,000 people (which, he points out, is the same number of Americans killed in Vietnam), yet Vioxx was never determined to be the sole cause of the deaths: just correlated. Those people had all kinds of other cardiovascular risk factors as well that likely contributed to the deaths. There were millions of other people that were on it and were just fine and benefited from the drug’s actions. Later in the interview, he points out that 45,000-50,000 Americans die in car accidents each year, but we don’t sue the automobile industry or stop using them like we did to Merck after the Vioxx scandal hit. He says, “We know if we lowered the speed limit 10 miles, we would save 8,000 lives, but, we want to get to the mall, so it’s something we’re willing to do.”

The whole vaccine thing just boggles my mind, honestly. A lot of it goes back to the idea of “over-parenting” (there was a nice article in Time Magazine a few weeks ago on that other can o’ worms), where we try to protect our children and ourselves from everything, when statistically, we’ve never been safer than we are now. Vaccines, according to Specter, are probably the single most important health achievement in human history next to clean drinking water, at least so far as the control of disease goes. And yet, there are people out there that continue to believe, against all scientific evidence, that they’re unsafe.

There are a wealth of other crazy beliefs that could be pointed out, of course, like those that don’t believe global warming is occurring (despite all scientific analysis saying it is)…or that mercury in vaccines causes autism, or that the Earth was created in 6 days, or that humans lived with dinosaurs, or that evolution isn’t real, or that the Earth is flat….and so on, ad infinitum…

Ignoring science certainly isn’t the answer. Humanity has developed knowledge over the generations that they’re supposed to use, preferably for the good of everyone. Picking and choosing the science you believe in is ridiculous. If you don’t believe in evolution, then you shouldn’t be allowed to use electricity: science has given us electricity and evolution, and if you won’t take one of those, you can’t have the other.

It’s a pity that rule isn’t enforced, as it would prevent all The Crazies from posting on the internet…

Changing (because of) Babies

Well, we’re moving forward with all this “baby stuff,” especially making room for new things in our Soulard apartment. The weekend before Thanksgiving, we switched our bedrooms such that our old one will house the baby and all her stuff, and our bed got moved into what was (or “is still”) the office. The futon is in the Baby Room (“Nursery?”), but who knows if it’ll get used. Right now, we’re planning on keeping the bassinet in our bedroom with us initially, and considering that we’re hoping to move sometime in May, the baby may only ever sleep in our room with us and won’t ever sleep in the Baby Room.

Speaking of “bassinets,” we brought the Plochberger family bassinet with us from Columbia. This particular one has been passed down longer than my Mom can remember: Mom most certainly used it, and so did my eldest aunt, Doris, but we don’t know if it came from the previous generation or if Aunt Doris was the first one to use it. So yeah, the baby will sleep in the bassinet initially before being moved to the crib we inherited.

We also painted the old dresser in our room white, so it’ll match the bassinet. The crib will get painted at some point, also white.

Speaking of cribs, we’ve started accumulating various baby-related furniture items now. As mentioned, we inherited an old crib from Brooke’s co-worker that seems to be in pretty good shape (and before you post, no, I have no idea if this crib was recalled…so don’t ask!!). We had our first baby shower this past weekend with my side of the family, where we got a play pen, high chair, a travel high chair, and a stroller/car seat combo (the latter of which came from Brooke’s parents, actually, so technically, we got it before the shower).

To make room for all of this stuff, we cleared 20+ shopping bags of clothes, shoes, etc. from our closets and took them to Goodwill. They also take textbooks, so we got rid of those as well (apparently, textbooks are a heavy seller at Goodwill…who knew?).

So, in summary, we own too much stuff, and even when we get rid of some of it, we end up accumulating more. It’s the American way, eh?