Right Fran… Pirates of the Caribbean II .
You all know I love Johnny, wait scratch that… You all know I adore, love, worship and lust after Johnny Depp. You all know that Captain Jack Sparrow is the stuff my dreams are made of… savvy?
But Part II of this trilogy left me begging the question “But why is the rum gone?”
Sequel syndrome my friends, it suffered from sequel syndrome. It left what wit, charm and plot it had behind and became obsessed with the action. Everything had to be bigger. It left the spectacular for the spectacle. Plot, character development, story, charisma and charm was thrown overboard. Effects, dizzying fight scenes, ridiculously complicated set up lead no where. With all of this it somehow left its swatches unbuckled. Oh and there wasn’t nearly enough rum.
Maybe I hadn’t had nearly enough rum…
It took the romance out of the seas. And it forced a romantic plotline where one needed to be lead, seductively down the path.
And the worst thing is I knew it form the preview alone.
I read a review somewhere that said they’ve taken what might be a decent 3 hour plot and bloated it to be a 5 hour movie split in two. And depending on how the 3rd film goes that might be true. But this was a long 2 ½ hours… and we haven’t seen where the arc ends.
And Johnny is lovely.
Captain Jack Sparrow is lovely.
He has much less to work with but is charming.
