The more I think about Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest, the more I hate it, and I’m getting really annoyed at hearing that my expectations were too high and I should just have fun with it. I really don’t think that a plot and a lack of racism might be too much to ask for in a movie. Look, I don’t expect it to be as great as the first one, but I expect it to have some dramatic tension and drive, and I’d like to have just a little bit of character consistency (and no, flogging the dead horse of the rum joke does -not- qualify). Argh. It was long and it was boring and the actors were slaves to the special effects. And the ‘cliffhanger’ ending? -Whatever-. I am full to the brim with NOT CARING.
Second on the bill at the drive-in was Cars, which would have just been vaguely meh if it was from any studio other than Pixar, but because it -was- Pixar it was terrible. I should have known going in, since the trailer for it did nothing for me, but it followed Monsters Inc & Finding Nemo & The Incredibles, all of which were fresh and clever, so I was hopeful, but no. Absolutely zero emotional involvement, and a very old and tired plot. Oh Pixar. I still have hopes for Ratatouille, though, so all is not lost.
In better (ie, actually -good-) film news, Tristram Shandy comes out on DVD tomorrow. Huzzah!