About forty years ago, I read A Princess of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs for the first time. I’ve read it several times since then and seen bits and pieces of it pop up in unexpected places [Han Solo, a reprint of the first issue of Superman and, most recently, Avatar – among others]. John Carter marks the first time I’ve seen all the bits from everywhere else put together in the proper context – and it feels like my memories of the book. It is daft and spectacular and often weirdly offbeat for a mainstream, big budget movie, but mostly it’s just glorious fun.

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