Today I had the pleasure of viewing, along with my youngest son, and two grandchildren, the movie, JOHN CARTER.  I'd first read this wonderful story (by Edgar Rice Burroughs--[the creator of Tarzan]) in a paperback while in 7th grade in junior high school. It was called, A PRINCESS OF MARS. I enjoyed "escapist reading" and relished following the exploits of the former confederate soldier who, after an encounter with Apaches, finds himself mysteriously transported to the warlike planet Mars. There he learns that his earthly muscles are far stronger than those of the average denizen of that planet. That's fortunate, because he's promptly captured by the fierce "Tharks" (green, nomadic, tribal creatures who are very tall, possess two arms on each side and tusks on each side of their faces). He quickly rises from slave to warrior status among the Tharks and becomes the protector (and romancer) of a beautiful raven-haired red woman, a princess, who'd been captured by the Tharks. This story was first written in 1912--very much in advance of Superman comics, Buck Rogers, Flash Gordon, Star Wars, or other movies and television sci-fi or fantasy that many viewers of this movie will doubtless try to compare it to. Justice was done to this worthwhile film! I don't mind some of the changes from the book. They accomplished a great deal in this fabulous film, and I was pleased. The princess, Dejah Thoris (aptly portrayed by Lynn Collins) was so beautiful, strong, royal, and fiercely independent. The title role, by Taylor Kitsch, was well performed. He brought a sense of guarded vulnerability and determination "to fight for no one" ('though he's inherently a hero albeit a reluctant one). I heartily recommend this one to those who love a good fantasy tale with swords and radium pistols, flying air ships, proud warriors, challenging adversaries, a majestic and gorgeous princess, and near non-stop action.