Blame it on sensory overload, growing pessimism or accepting the reality that we all are some how scarred in one way or another from life's adversities and therefore the fairy tale about the perfect person, the perfect mate, the perfect life, at some point, cease to exist.
The latest revelation which failed miserably at surprising me was the news that thousands of Avatar fans have sunk into the worst throes of depression since Ken left Barbie.
Forums for Avatar fans are popping up all over the net offering support for movie-goers suffering from this crippling disease.
Depression is a disease, you know?
Here are some excerpts courtesy of a CNN report about the growing problem-
“Ever since I went to see ‘Avatar’ I have been depressed. Watching the wonderful world of Pandora and all the Na’vi made me want to be one of them. I can’t stop thinking about all the things that happened in the film and all of the tears and shivers I got from it.. I even contemplate suicide thinking that if I do it I will be rebirthed in a world similar to Pandora and the everything is the same as in ‘Avatar.’ ”
- Mike
“When I woke up this morning after watching Avatar for the first time yesterday, the world seemed … gray. It was like my whole life, everything I’ve done and worked for, lost its meaning…It just seems so … meaningless. I still don’t really see any reason to keep … doing things at all. I live in a dying world.”
- Ivar Hill, 17, Sweden
Let me preface what I'm about to say by making it clear that I'm one of the most sensitive people you will ever meet.
After being a nurse for over 16 years, I still cry every time I participate in the birth of a child. I cry with family members of patients who didn't make it.
I cry when I'm happy...I cry when I not so happy....Hell, I even cried watching Up (...great Disney movie, BTW) when the old man was reminiscing about his life!
However, this....my friends...I cannot shed a tear nor muster up any sympathy about.
These folks need to be taken outside and flogged within an inch of their lives....(the lives they seem to feel have lost all meaning since watching a bunch of damn blue people run around on a planet called Pandora).
If your existence is that trivial to you, perhaps there was a problem going on prior to your viewing what I hear is one of the best movies ever.
Don't stain Cameron's masterpiece by blaming the movie, the planet Pandora or the cute little blue people by your actions.
You've got to be able to separate fantasy from reality people.
I'm sure Pandora would be a great place to visit. Just like I would love to have been a student at Hogwarts, or the Bionic woman and man's love child, or a citizen of Narnia, or been the kid riding E.T. around in a basket on my bike....even being the owner of one of those cute little Gremlins is a cool thought.
But that's all they are p-e-o-p-l-e....THOUGHTS!
Snap out of it and if you don't feel you can, at least have the decency not to blame the movie.
