For many years, there were only two settings in movies I would want to live in: either the wizarding world of Harry Potter, or Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory. I never could decide, but after watching a movie a weekend ago, there has been a new addition. I think it might even be a first pick. Avatar.

Is an amazing movie. It’s a classic already. You unconsciously forgive its predictable story line because of how beautiful it is. The graphics are graceful and splendid. You are asked simply to watch, and the movie absorbs you, it grasps your hand, and you give it, willingly, and it takes you to Pandora, a moon rich with green green, lush green, thick green. It’s a pristine world, unharmed by anthropocentric ideals.

The natives, the Na’vi don’t demand anything of their world, they are in sync with the green, wholly. You don’t want it to end: half way through the movie I was getting anxious because I knew the movie would have to finish. When Neytiri, the Na’vi, watches Jake Sully, the marine, stumble while lost in Pandora’s wilderness and kills the animal attaching him, she laments the creature’s death.

Jake Sully, at this point very anchored in our ‘Human’ way of thinking says that he gets it, and he’s sorry. She berates him and says he doesn’t get it, that he made her kill something. That it’s dead now. Watching that is somewhat upsetting. You realize that unbeknownst to any decision you’ve consciously made, you’ve become jaded over the years, and when as a child accidentally squishing a bug was cause for mourning, it isn’t anymore.

This movie is important, not merely for its captivating and enchanting graphics, but also because its green lies riddled with impressions. Ultimately its graphics are as intense as its message. Watch it with your eyes and heart open.