After the goosebumps settled on my arms and my ears stopped feeling hot, the first thing I said aloud when the credits rolled on Avatar Aang: The Last Airbender ended was “sensational.” If the Nickelodeon animated series, which served as a seminal part of a generation of millennials’ childhoods, rewired your brain, you will find Flying Bark Productions’ animated film takes Aang’s contagious spark and refashions it into a fully realized avatar worth basking in on the silver screen. When you get down to the heart of it, Avatar Aang is not so much an extended prologue to Brian Konietzko and Michael Dante DiMartino’s animated series as it is the restoration of a feeling that its wondrous world has more stories worth telling in ways only animation can realize. And Flying Bark takes what is already a Western animation goldmine of a tale, spoken in the same sentence as the anime that inspired it, to meteoric heights. It’s bound to leave even the most savvy animation connoisseur struggling to articulate a description of the sheer breadth of artistry their eyes witnessed in the tight 90-minute animated feature. (And feel sore that it was bumped down to a streaming release, with only a handful of theatrical screenings scheduled thus far.)