We are getting close to the 10-year anniversary of Avatar, still the highest-grossing film ever made by a long shot. (It’s at almost $2.8 billion, and the next highest is Titanic at just under $2.2 billion.) James Cameron has been working on its sequels—which have varied in quantity from two to four—steadily ever since, promising characteristically big things as he goes. We’ve reported on new child actors joining the cast, on Kate Winslet’s attachment to it, on Fox’s gobsmacking billion-dollar commitment to the franchise, on its glasses-free technology, on its relevance in an Avengers- and Star Wars-filled world, and on its endless motherfucking delays.
In a bit of decidedly low-tech speculative fiction, good internet person Neil Cicierega has documented that tragic history, and offered some delightful prognostications about when we might actually discover the fate of, um—whatever the fuck was going on in Avatar. Space marines? See you in Decembulon 2140!