Well, it took me a month, but The Speculative Scotsman is a difficult sort to tempt into a proper cinema. A 46" series 6 Samsung LCD TV with 5.1 and some massive old speakers see to my particular needs just fine. Sadly, Avatar is not yet available for consumption at home - that is unless a dodgy-quality downloaded cam copy will see to your needs. And readers: you must resist.
If I could only offer you a single piece of advice about this film, it would be to see it on as big a screen as you can feasibly find, and in 3D, while you still can. Then, perhaps, you might like to see it again. More than a decade in the offing, Avatar represents an experience that will not easily be matched in the next ten years - and not in terms of its undeniable aesthetic splendour alone.
There's so much more to say about Avatar, so much more to praise. The score by frequent Cameron collaborator James Horner is emotional without being intrusive; every cent of the staggering budget is right there on screen for you to revel in; the design of strange species and stranger environments alike is spot-on; and Mauro Fiore's cinematography is seductive, seamless - truly, this is a striking piece of cinema.
There are flashes of Aliens in the mercenary interplanetary marines and their mecha, strains of Titanic in the forbidden romance between Jake and Neytiri, and the startling visual stylings of Pandora's environment bear some resemblance to those encountered in The Abyss, but the similarities never detract from the fact that Avatar is an entirely unique experience.