It certainly looks like a possible rental. If my Wii is busted. And my Xbox is on the fritz. And my Sega Genesis isn’t back from the shop. And if I can’t find my Apple IIe floppy diskette that has Bilestoad on it. Because this really looks like the perfect movie for gamers who just can’t get enough game through their games and need to game their lives even more.

But aside from the highly dubious animation on which this exercise is founded, you can just go ahead and replace the words “Wild Wild West” that appear in your blog summary with the word “Avatar.” The long lines can’t nearly begin to justify spending several hours watching Lance Armstrong Worthington barely hold back his Australian accent, Ribisi try to pass himself off as a believable bureaucrat, or Weaver look longingly at the Marine-battle-exoskeletons and dream of the good ol’ days of Aliens. Not to mention the fact that Cameron’s heavy-handed and thinly veiled plea of “No Blood for Oil” comes seven or eight years too late.

Furthermore, I just have to weigh in on modern trailers and the expository diarrhea in which they traffic. Even if I was interested in seeing this movie at a first-run 164-screen megacomplex packed with this year’s sophomore classes seeking a dark room in which to grope, I needn’t bother because I’ve already seen the movie, beat by beat, via this trailer. They couldn’t leave well enough alone and let the movie-going public have only the first trailer; are American audiences really so immune to implication that we need to be cudgeled in this manner time and again by the studios? Apparently.

In summary, the only excitement I experienced while watching this trailer was in the first second when I thought the offscreen voice said “New Jack City” instead of “You Jake Sully.” Sad.

My favorite line in the movie was when Danny Glover said “I’m gettin’ too ol’ for this shit!”

What a great movie.