Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End

I’ve waited too long to write about this to fully remember why I didn’t like it very much. But I do know that there was too much going on, and there was just wayyy too much time devoted to telling a story that kept going in circles. Now, I’ve sat through long movies in theaters (LOTR) and at home (Schindler’s List, Gone with the Wind), some clocking in at nearly 4 hours. Pirates 3, which is under three, felt like the longest movie of my life, with the minor exception of The Good Shepherd. It just went on and on, and I’m not even sure that I really understood what was going on half, even two-thirds of the time. Jack Sparrow went crazy (Like, a lot crazy. Did anyone else find those angel/devil hallucinations irritating?), Will Turner was ogling at Elizabeth (What’s new?), and the latter kicked some butt with a perfectly clean face throughout the whole film. And the two got married, which was obviously going to happen since Disney gave it away in the previews. Don’t get me wrong, all three Pirates movies have been entertaining (particularly the first), but this last one was just mildly so. It’s a bit frustrating to see sincerely loved franchises take second place to the fact that there’s money to be made, thus the “get the movies made ASAP” mentality – sacrificing the creative process, which should be handled with much more care. Also, this last (?) movie in the trilogy (?) seemed a bit more raunchy – a.k.a. the sensual scene between Will and Elizabeth on the beach where it was pretty clear that she, ummm...well, you know. I loved how the Disney version of that was her smiling, with the wind blowing in her face. Can you say awkward?? Hell, if you’re gonna go there, you should GO THERE. Disney, you’re such a tease…

Directed by Gore Verbinski
Runtime: 168 minutes