Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales (Walt Disney Pictures, PG-13)
Off-kilter can be charming, but the main problem with this film is that its central draw is not the likable pirate that he once was.
Off-kilter can be charming, but the main problem with this film is that its central draw is not the likable pirate that he once was.
At best the result is a generic crime thriller that comes nowhere near its potential.
Director Rob Marshall opens up Stephen Sondheim and James Lapine’s stage musical nicely, making it feel sufficiently cinematic and not just like a filmed play.
It’s a classic case of a director not trusting his material.

Armie Hammer’s version of the Lone Ranger simply isn’t cool.
The novelty of Depp’s performance as Captain Jack Sparrow has worn off, which makes the audience all the more aware of how bad the movie really is.
It is also hard to take seriously an author who gets so many facts so very wrong.
Here, Depp’s voice is the only tool he can use in his performance. Without fail, he does so expertly and creates a character so vivid and lifelike that it’s easy to forget he isn’t real.

One can only assume that Depp wanted to work with von Donnersmarck badly enough to ignore the glaring deficiencies in the script.
This notion is fairly idiotic to begin with, and is about as welcome as all of those abhorrent novels that keep coming out about the further adventures of Pride & Prejudice’s Mr. Darcy.
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