This weekend I finally got around to seeing Avatar. It’s only been out for a month, but it feels like I’m behind about 95% of the country. I also bought Beck’s Modern Guilt on vinyl. Although the two are seemingly disparate items, I came out of Cameron’s 2.5+ hour Tour d’FX resonating more and more with the the postmodern hippie’s title track:
Modern guilt – I’m staring at nothing
Modern guilt – I’m under lock and key…
Don’t know what I’ve done but I feel ashamed…
Modern guilt is all in our hands
Modern guilt won’t get me to bed
Say what you will
Smoking my cigarette
Don’t know what I’ve done but I feel afraid
I thoroughly enjoyed the movie, and much has already been said about it on this blog, but all I felt leaving the movie was intense guilt dropped in my hands… and I wasn’t really sure what I’d done. Now maybe that’s more of a reflection of my own psyche than anything else, but the pairing of the two struck me.
Also it’s pretty sweet how Sigourney Weaver’s character lights up a “cigarette” the second she gets back from the “natural air” of Pandora into the manufactured breathable air of their facility…
Also her name is Grace Augustine. Anyone? Anyone?
Yes. That was also noted recently by sometime Mockingbird (maybe?) Amy Julia Becker:
http://blog.christianitytoday.com/women/2010/01/avatars_dr_grace_augustine_are.html
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