Not Coming to a Theater Near You
You know him?”
“Not socially. His name’s Jaws, he kills people.
The third Pirates of the Caribbean is basically a series of truly marvelous set pieces, stellar makeup jobs, and gorgeous CGI strung together in a mosaic with no discernible narrative. Even Johnny Depp’s performance as has lost much of its freshness, especially since Jack Sparrow is given nothing comprehensible to do. Then Keith Richards shows up. Why? Because. Boo, suspension of disbelief; hooray, because! The art and design of the movie are so beautifully done that the nonexistence of the plot hardly matters. (Though I feel like Orlando Bloom has some obligation to the gods of genetics to be a more useful human being with those frustratingly perfect looks of his. But as it is, watching him act is like watching a superhero who can only use his powers to deliver the mail or help a friend move. Nice, I guess, but is that really it?)
The film actually works great if you think of it less as the third installment of an established Disney franchise and more as a Matthew Barney film without any sex.
by Katherine Follett | Source: Disney DVD
06 Jul 2008 11:30 AM | Submit Comment
