3D, shmee-dee. What's the story with this 3D blitzkrieg that continues to storm for a year or two then fizzle away to Blandsville decade after decade. The cinema is a flat screen two dimensional medium. What's there to like about long fingers sticking out of the screen picking your nose or twigs poking your eye out, it's so lame. Since the 1950s this obsession has come and gone because it's a bogus yawn inducing fad that takes up screen space. It's almost getting to the point where I can't sit in a cinema without the movie being SHOWN in 3D! My life is in 3D that's why I go to the movies, to get away from reality.

Now they're getting us ready to buy 3D televisions when I've just worked out how to link my DVD to my flatscreen, and don't get me started on the HD and SD brain drain. I enjoy the movies, love stories told well and I like the fact that a character doesn't stick the barrel from his 45 in my face when he turns around.

I liked Avatar. It didn't break any land speed records for originality but as a movie to get you in it worked. Cameron's screwball politics aside I thought the visuals were great, the effects amazing (flying, floating rocks and the tree walking), and the one thing that stood out like a politician without spin was the pointless use of 3D to enhance the film. Of course it's a matter of personal opinion but why did it need to be in 3D? Unless there was an excessive amount of 1980s copycat Ray Bans sitting in some Hollywood warehouse?