Last night Dear Butcher took me out for a fancy dinner and then we (YES!) saw Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest. What a nice anniversary!
I'm not sure of everything which happened on screen, because we were sitting two rows from the front, in what seemed to be the Middle School section of the theatre. But I know I enjoyed it. Arrr!
It's definitely the second in a trilogy--lots of sequel building and foreshadowing--and I thought (gasp) it was a little long. (Again, this may be because I'm old. The movie got out at 1:00am. I started fading about midnight.)
Jack was as deliciously piratical as one would expect. He and Elizabeth have a few little 'shippy conversations which are yummy. Will furrows his brows a lot and yells orders at greasy shipmates. And the Davy Jones special effects are fantastic!
Here's how I know I liked the movie--I'm still thinking about the love triangle after I left the movie. (And I'd like to go back and see it when I don't have to lie on my back to see the top of the screen.) But I'm a little troubled by Will Turner. Which makes me think that I may not like POTCIII.
At the end of POTCI, it looked as if Will, wearing his dashing hat and cape, and Elizabeth, lover of all thing piratical, would sail off into the sea together. Which would be nice.
For the second movie, they set up a love triangle, which is cool because Jack is just so fun to watch, especially when he's courting. Loved this bit, but my problem is now with Will. Is it possible to have a pirate who never commands his own ship? Is there any way to butch up Orlando Bloom? Will he ever do anything except moon after Elizabeth? How can Elizabeth end up with a partner who's done nothing but silently adore her since she was ten? Will is set up as being entirely honorable; he may break the law in the process of fulfilling some vow, but he's not sneaky or eager to plunder and profit. So how can he end up as a pirate?
OK, I'll think more on that later.
But for now, I'm turning on the TV and crawling back into bed. Late nights, no matter how enjoyable, are no fun the next morning.