Avatar, finally

Finally, after weeks of planning, I got to see Avatar. Never mind if its from Uncle Ho. I was amazed, shocked, in awe with the movie. It was brilliant, almost perfect. That is, until Sigourner Weaver lit up a ciggie.

And it all went downhill from there. Try as I might, to enjoy it and fully immerse myself, I just cannot erase that image out of my mind. Its as if she just stepped out of 'Gorillas' and took a ciggie before going throwing herself into the flaming pit. A Goddamn ciggie.

WTF

Everything is wrong with this picture.