Just like any film critic, I get my fair share of hate mail. It’s an occupational hazard. People don’t like it when you have a different opinion about a movie – especially a popular movie – than they do. Occasionally, this leads to some irrational lashing out. There’s a flip side to that too, however. I guess you’d call it “love mail,” and it can be just as… interesting.
I’ve taken some heat for disliking ‘Avatar’ ever since I reviewed the first Blu-ray release. How dare I not fall over and prostrate myself to James Cameron for making the highest-grossing movie of all time, right? Anyway, that’s been stirred up a bit again recently with my review of the Extended Collector’s Edition. This time, most of the complaints have been confined to our site forums, and haven’t been quite as vitriolic. I guess most people got it out of their systems the first time around.
Still, I received the following email – actually in support of my review – the other day.
Would I be getting across to you just how grateful I am by telling you that I will have your babies? And the fact that I am a guy being proof enough because it would be rather impossible and/or painful? I will say it: I love you I love you I love you!!
This is all because of your review of Avatar. I agree with you one hundred percent: this movie was crap and I can’t believe how many people loved it and how much money it made. Not only was it completely contrived but it lacked heart and decent acting – Sigourney Weaver should be thoroughly embarassed. I am embarrassed for her.
I would love to shout all of this out to the world so that you don’t feel so alone in this, but I don’t do the facebook and twitter thing.
So again, thank you so much for having some good taste (and I don’t care if they try to tell me that it’s all subjective).
You’re awesome, I love you, I will suffer through a pregnancy for you (as long as it’s a good chest-burster alien baby thingy, just to emphasize).
Keep on keepin’ on!
Sometimes, the little things make this job worthwhile. That’s all I’m saying.
Oh, and I respectfully decline the offer, as gracious as it may be.