Dances With Wolves meets Star Wars, with generous dollops of Apocalypse Now, Alien, Terminator, and others thrown in. I went for the visuals, and was thoroughly wowed by the 3-D IMAX experience. What I didn't expect was to be so thoroughly mesmerized by the story, which was great, even though you had to look beyond some ultra-left wing tree-hugger sermonizing (I agree with the ideas in general; this was just a wee bit overboard). James Cameron did a great job not just with the effects (can you say, "Oscar"?), but with tweaking emotions. I was in love.
If you are expecting a fabulous blockbuster of a film, and have been looking forward to it for weeks, you will be sorely disappointed. Judging from the hype and the lines to get in, this movie should have been great. It sucked so bad it hurt. Americans should not try English accents (nor should Englishmen try Southern accents, but that was same star, different movie). Not only that, it just tried too hard to be funny and witty, and failed miserably. It was painful to watch, and my wife and I finally left.