The Dim-Witted Ghost Of
Davey Jones’ Locker-Johnny Depp’s “Pirates Of The Caribbean: At World’s End” (2007)-A
Film Review
DVD Review
By Associate Film Critic
Alden Riley
[As regular readers of
this space now are probably painfully aware when Sam Lowell the longtime film
critic here retired from the day to day grind of reviewing films, old and
young, his old-time friend and competitor from American Film Gazette days Sandy Salmon took over the chores. Sandy
himself is in the process of retiring at some point in the near distant future
and thus he hired me, Alden Riley, to do some of the leg work with the idea of me
taking his place when the time comes for him hang up his hat. Apparently until
then I am to take every deadbeat film, every stinker to put the matter more
succinctly, like the film below that Sandy doesn’t want to touch with a
ten-foot pole. Okay Sandy but my day will come.]
Pirates of the
Caribbean: At World’s End, starring Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom, Kiera Knightly,
2007
Sometimes Hollywood goes
too far with a good thing. Tries to squeeze more than that last ounce out of
one of its productions, one of its ideas that cannot sustain a battering in sequel
land. Not always as the Star Wars and
Lord of the Rings trilogies testify
to in a big way. Going the other way the prequel to the original Star Wars and The Hobbit trilogies and the film under review here the third
installment of the Pirates Of The
Caribbean trilogy, or what was then billed as a trilogy, At
World’s End lacked reason to go the trifecta distance. (Needless to say
films four and five of the series suffer exponentially from that same overdone
malaise but they will be reviewed at another time). Despite my love for Johnny
Depp in almost everything he has done on screen since Edward Scissorhand, my secret crush on Kiera Knightly and admiration
of the work of the dashing Orlando Bloom this one gets a decided thumbs down
notwithstanding that at the time it made Disney a bazillion dollars.
The sinner is the
plotline mostly, mostly confusing, and not well thought out once the managerial
decision was made to go for broke with a third film. The “late” Captain Jack
Sparrow, Depp’s role, long gone to Mister David Jones’ locker, long gone beyond
the pale to pirate heaven (or hell is maybe more like it) is in need of
resurrection. In need of taking human form again since his services are needed
to keep the pirate community from extinction at the hands of the military
commander of the dastardly British East India Company which is ready to do major
hell-raising with the resources of the sub-continent of India. Dear Jack is
needed to show up at an appointed place, Shipwreck Cove, where a great decision
needs to be made by the pirate kings, the live pirate kings in high dungeon Brethren Court about how to
fight to the death against the East India commander at the behest of those
pirates who faced their last before the hangman’s noose.
Needless to say an
uneasy alliance between the fetching even for a pirate leader Ms. Elizabeth
Swann, Knightly’s role, Will Turner, Bloom’s role, and the nefarious Captain
Barbossa needs to be consummated all with their own agendas else we would have
a very short but maybe mercifully short film (at two and one half hours with a
thin plotline a length a legitimate criticism). Needless to say as well they
spring Jack and then the serious swashbuckling begins as alliances are made and
unmade, treachery abounds, and yesterday’s allies can turn sullen on a dime.
Through all of this Liz and Will are making very serious eyes at each other
(they will be wedded by Captain Barbossa, a questionable legal choice under the
circumstances, while beating off, no swashbuckling their way out on yet another
set of problems.) Oh yeah, through some bizarre machinations (and a bid to seem
democratic and pro-women to modern sensibilities) Liz is made the “king” of the
pirates. That will not stop them from being parted for ten years while Will is
the middleman in the passage from life business. No problem as they have sex
and Liz gets pregnant out of that encounter, very pregnant. Ho hum. Thankfully
this is the last of the muddled adventure series. Not
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