While plot details have not yet been released, the film will follow the exploits of Aang, Appa, Katara, Momo, Sokka, Suki, Toph, and Zuko as adults, in-between events of the original Avatar series and The Legend of Korra. Lauren Montgomery will direct, with original series creators Bryan Konietzko and Mike DiMartino producing alongside Eric Coleman ( Avatar: The Last Airbender, SpongeBob SquarePants). The film is slated as the first of three planned standalone films, and is produced by Nickelodeon Animation, Paramount Animation, and recently formed Avatar Studios. Our Avatar: The Last Airbender pals are all grown up in the first look from the upcoming animated movie. While the image may not have been officially released to general audiences, Nerdist has posted an exciting glimpse at the all-grown-up group. Paramount officially confirmed the Octorelease date for the upcoming animated Avatar: The Last Airbender film during last week’s CinemaCon 2023, and also shared an official first look at Aang and his iconic team for the fans in attendance. Perhaps, try one of those twist endings again.The ‘Gaang’ is all here. For Shyamalan to get that icy-calm mojo back. That might make Airbending fans content, but most of us would opt for the once-promised Unbreakable sequels. The Last Airbender is also due to be a trilogy (this is Book I: Water, and the final scene is a teaser for Book II). The plot creaks, great sacrifices and dazzling secrets slip by meaninglessly and the film falls dangerously short of the conviction that made the Rings trilogy sing. Shyamalan is surprisingly unsure of the material, and his tone haphazard. But then, he is the only one with a discernable character. The script is a childish muddle of voiceover and rampant exposition, its young elementals robot-reading stage directions to one another: “We must go.” “Yes, we must go.” Out of the youthful troupe - a lithe, cheery bunch struck cardboard when forced to entertain acting - only Slumdog’s Dev Patel reveals any bite as the petulant Fire prince. Unfathomably, in adapting a cartoon Shyamalan has written a cartoon. It’s when anyone speaks that it turns to stone. And in amongst the mystical dot-to-dot (a quest, indeed, for balance in the Force) appear Shyamalan-like grace notes as James Newton Howard’s swelling score lingers over the balletic moves of the miniscule hero (Noah Ringer). We flit, with disorientating swiftness, between the elemental nations on the back of a gargantuan furball, a monkey-faced familiar to the dog-eared dragon of The Neverending Story (an appropriate touchstone). There’s an anti-industrial vibe on hand that echoes its namesake, Avatar - the original series is awkwardly titled Avatar: The Last Airbender.įor Shyamalan, the pace is positively athletic. And if the 3D is wishy-washy (but hardly ruinous), there are visual splendours: temples perched on mountain peaks, cameras racing across frozen wastes (Greenland in person), and the splendid steampunk battleships of the Fire Nation spewing corrosive smoke. Could Shyamalan apply his aesthetic to the robust demands of the Lord Of The Rings-style world-building? He’s hired Rings cinematographer Andrew Lesnie, and spooked up some original special effects: water and fire swirled like pizza-dough by the tai chi moves of the (ahem) ‘benders’. A clunky, occasionally stirring, but largely botched fairy tale targeting its saga of child-empowerment towards juniors dreaming of saving the world without the assistance of their parents.Īdapting a cult US cartoon series, bathed in a manga-like mythos of martial arts and quasi-Buddhist rhetoric, was an intriguing enough challenge. Inevitably, upon viewing this so-called atrocity, it turns out to be just a film. Tedious! Nauseating! Incompetent! Hamstrung by a last-minute conversion into 3D! Hateful wouldn’t be putting too fine a word on it. American critics, braying like a pack of hounds, have spilled loud, vituperative scorn on his latest, a would-be fantasy epic. But this former golden boy is now a laughing stock: Lady In The Water über-flopped, and his psycho-pollen thriller The Happening was by any reckoning misconceived. He’s the self-anointed auteur dressing B-movie genres in A-movie glamour, his becalmed style - autumnal, serious, tricksy - attempting to blend Spielberg with Kubrick: high adventure at a snail’s pace. Night Shyamalan will never occupy the middle ground.
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