Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides

Remember how fresh and novel Pirates of the Caribbean seemed in 2003? Remember the fun of seeing Johnny Depp's off-the-wall portrayal of Captain Jack Sparrow for the first time? It may be It may be hard to think back that far, because the lumbering...

just wish this movie had made me feel something, anything, even disappointment or anger. Instead, all I'm left in is a benign state of indifference.

Depp, grimacing, edges in and out of the action and seems irrelevant and bored most of the time.

I've never seen a film in which what was actually onscreen seemed so irrelevant.

A poorly scripted film has its forked tongue sticking out of both cheeks.

In true franchise fashion, the set design and action sequences are all fun to look at. Then again, that's all a mere façade for deep down, On Stranger Tides is entirely empty.

But there’s more of commercial in this film than cinema, and the entire project stinks of that ‘obligatory Hollywood sequel’ stench.

This badly constructed script drowns, and not for a lack of action. [Full review in Spanish]

From the very opening scene, it's apparent that the magic that once coursed through the veins of the original has all but run dry.

At his worst, Depp is better than a good 90% of the actors in Hollywood.