.:Originally posted at my old blog on July 21st, 2011:.
According to Walt Disney pictures, POTC: On Stranger Tides occurs when “Captain
Jack Sparrow (Depp) crosses paths with a woman from his past (Cruz),
and he’s not sure if it’s love — or if she’s a ruthless con artist who’s
using him to find the fabled Fountain of Youth. When she forces him
aboard the Queen Anne’s Revenge, the ship of the formidable pirate
Blackbeard (McShane), Jack finds himself on an unexpected adventure in
which he doesn’t know who to fear more: Blackbeard or the woman from his
past.”
SPOILERS (PROBABLY) BEYOND THIS POINT. YE BE WARNED.
As my film teacher would say, “I hate you to burst your bubble, but it’s always money first. Always.” Disney
is a professional when it comes to this concept, as can be seen by
every half-assed sequel to every one of their brilliant 1990s animated
creations. It can be seen by their skillful merchandising, and their
elaborate theme parks throughout the world. Unfortunately, this movie
seems like nothing more than a money-grubbing continuation of a
successful series… and although it seems fair that they fail, Disney most certainly didn’t. Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides
is the 8th film to rake in over one billion dollars worldwide. As it
stands, it’s the 3rd highest-grossing film of all time. And seeing as
everything is about the bucks, these statistics will only come to fuel
the one thing I despise: when a brilliant movie is followed by sub-par
successions and the company producing them doesn’t know when or how to
stop.
MY NUMBER ONE PROBLEM WITH THIS MOVIE: Let’s think about the first of the Pirates of the Caribbean installments. Most everyone’s favorite character was the clever Captain Jack Sparrow, daft enough to whittle his way out of every lethal situation and always one step ahead when it came to carrying out his master plan. He owed allegiance to no man. He feared not even the gallows. And he did whatever was necessary to get the object of his desire. Sparrow was mysterious and charming, and in 2003, he made kids around the world aspire to be a pirate sailing the Seven Seas.
In a good 90% this movie, or of the
preceding two chapters in this quartet, Jack Sparrow has become a
water-downed parody of himself. Instead of a character being portrayed
with care, it is a larger-than-life caricature. One that, somehow, other
people still find amusing, even after the same distorted, one-trick
cartoon has danced in front of their faces for three movies. The true
Captain Jack Sparrow does not exist anymore; only the echo of an
unpredictable human being that died after the first film. In his
dialogue and in his movements, he has been reduced to a child. Remember
when he was running around in POTC: Dead Man’s Chest chanting, “I’ve got a jar of dirt!” ? If you are off to see this film, prepare for a painful two hours and sixteen minutes of that Jack
Sparrow. The one that fumbles around, making annoying remarks like an
immature school boy, with no exact plan and no devilish smile to
accompany him. Though there are a few snippets of the individual we once
knew and loved in this film, Sparrow follows every great moment with an
idiotic comment that destroys all hope you may have gained for the
character.
But there is one thing to hate about this ending, it’s that it set itself up for a FIFTH movie. I do believe my thoughts were, eloquently and respectfully, “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
THINGS I DID ENJOY ABOUT THIS FILM: The
mermaids were interesting. While enchantingly beautiful, they are
arguably the fiercest creatures in all the chapters of this franchise.
I’ve always loved the idea of seemingly innocent mermaids actually being
evil and murderous… even if I did find their far-fetched leaping
attacks and gummy tongues to be hilarious. Hilarious, and probably not
in a good way. A fine subplot of romance blossoms between one of these
sirens and a religious young lad; one which, although far more cheesy
and cliche for a normal human being to stand, I found myself rooting for
until the closing credits. Perhaps it’s the secret romantic in me, but
the two lovers were certainly one of the only highlights. Don't worry, I'm not proud of that whatsoever.
As always, the score is perfect. Hans Zimmer has been continually proving his musical genius since Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl.
But, despite the few positives, I would
not watch this film again. Even seeing it twice to formulate a proper
review was too much for me. Twice I have mentally noted it’s expected
faults, and twice I have grown bored with it’s one-dimensional
characters and desperate grasps for humor. If I were you, I would place
the first film on repeat, pretend the others were never made, and soak
up the initial Disney magic.
Take what ye can! Give nothing back! Savvy?
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