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Clarifying the plot, even to those well-versed in what the Dickens is going on by now, would be doing something the filmmakers themselves never manage.It’s not so much a story as a single destination, to which every major character is bound; the script goes on, and on, about what’s to be found there. The fountain of youth, which Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp), his old foe Barbossa (Geoffrey Rush, like a tranche of old ham retrieved from the back of the fridge) and everyone else seeks via treasure map, promises to rejuvenate one person at the cost of another’s sacrifice, but only if the right two chalices can be brought to it, a mermaid’s tear extracted into one of them, and the usual elaborate machinations put in place to postpone the big finale until everyone has bothered to show up.

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Pirates of the caribbean 4 cast and crew

Directed by
Rob Marshall



Johnny Depp  

Penélope Cruz

Geoffrey Rush

Ian McShane

Kevin McNally

Sam Claflin

Astrid Bergès-Frisbey

Stephen Graham

Keith Richards

Richard Griffiths

Pirates of the caribbean 4 overview

Clarifying the plot, even to those well-versed in what the Dickens is going on by now, would be doing something the filmmakers themselves never manage.It’s not so much a story as a single destination, to which every major character is bound; the script goes on, and on, about what’s to be found there. The fountain of youth, which Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp), his old foe Barbossa (Geoffrey Rush, like a tranche of old ham retrieved from the back of the fridge) and everyone else seeks via treasure map, promises to rejuvenate one person at the cost of another’s sacrifice, but only if the right two chalices can be brought to it, a mermaid’s tear extracted into one of them, and the usual elaborate machinations put in place to postpone the big finale until everyone has bothered to show up.

Depp still has that lovely, floppy-limbed, seasick uncertainty of his, and there are a few frisky bits of business — swinging from a chandelier in a Georgian palace, scaling a palm tree despite being tied to it — that are worth the character’s while. Still, the movie never tops an early moment when he dives into a passing carriage in London, only to land in the lap of an astonished Judi Dench.
Sadly for those who’d pay handsomely to see a Depp-Dench spin on The African Queen, it’s only a cameo. Instead of the screwball sparring we want between Jack and Penélope Cruz, playing a feisty old flame installed as first mate for her father Blackbeard (Ian McShane), we get history lessons about their past, ad nauseam. Maybe the romance and comic chemistry were ablaze in those early days, but it feels like you probably had to be there.

This is the first of the series in 3D, and the main sense of waste — other than McShane, born to play a rotting pirate lord but settling for scraps — is how much gets lost in the murk. The lion’s share of the action plays out at night, rendered double-dark behind the greying specs. A visual tedium sets in early. My eyelids drooped for long stretches in the middle, and even vampiric mermaids and a buff missionary were struggling to prise them open.
Not for the first time, we’re at the mercy of too much clutter, a script with scurvy, and a blockbuster you could accuse of languishing. Landlubbing, even. Whose idea of a pirate’s life is this?

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Few could disagree with the choice of players. If one could choose only two humans in all of existence to actually seek out the Fountain Of Youth, they'd be hard-pressed to find a more suitable pair of specimens than Johnny Depp and  Penelope Cruz , worth rooting boisterously for. Two extraordinarily attractive actors drunk with talent but made special by their unique gift for embracing the silliness, they bob, feint and parry their way through Pirates Of The Caribbean: On Stranger Tides, an altogether undeserving film. They do act, in short, their way out of this cinematic paper bag.

There are a few interesting ideas afloat in this fourth installment of the Pirates franchise, most intriguingly how the English, under King George II, commandeer various 'Privateers' to sail for them, so they can stay abreast with the feared Spanish Armada. These privatized pirates are a fascinating thought, and it is tremendously entertaining to see one of the series' most legendary sea-dogs looking even more sinister when in uniform and invoking His Majesty's will. In this particular film, in fact, he feels more of a conventional leading man than even Sparrow.

Then again, Jack -- "there's a captain in there somewhere" -- Sparrow would sooner be dead than conventional. By now clearly Depp's flagship character, the devastatingly original and uncannily charismatic charlatan is a hoot as ever, and it is wonderful indeed to watch him lurching magnificently around on screen again -- even if the lines are weak as bilge-water and the plot is predictable. And then there's the jawdropping goddess Cruz, playing Angelica, the only woman to give Jack "stirrings", and justifiably so -- O perfect, pneumatic, pirate's daughter Penelope.

The cast and characters are, without question, the finest part of this film. Ian McShane has a wild old time as the infamous Blackbeard, looking like a grizzly old nightmare version of Sparrow himself. Geoffrey Rush, unencumbered of having to teach monarchs how to enunciate, sinks his teeth into Hector Barbossa's part yet again, the role meatier this time than ever. Keith Richards returns as Jack's father Captain Teague, while Richard Griffiths is visibly tickled as he plays King George II. And nobody has ever quite carried off mutton-chop sideburns like Kevin McNally's Joshamee Gibbs.

Yet despite this smashing bunch, Jack putting the 'arr' in Sparrow and his eyebrow-singeing chemistry with the swoonworthy Angelica, the film disappoints because of its complete lack of ambition. Director Rob Marshall, the man behind Chicago and the inexcusably hideous Nine, never quite seems to find an assured footing on board this ship. The action sequences, of which there are far too many, are long-drawn and exhausting. There is, as said, extreme predictability in an all-too-convenient movie constructed by the numbers. Oh, and there's way too much room given to a blubbering priest who speaks in platitudes and deserves to be shark-bait. Wit and smarts are here replaced by vampire mermaids and zombies, and that really is all you need to know.

There is a Jack voodoo doll, the Black Pearl will return with a perhaps tiny fleet, and Ponce Da Leon's skeleton has a fabulous moustache, to be sure, but that makes up for little in the final tally.

The first Pirates movie was a great adventure, the second extremely enjoyable while far too cartoony, the third an overcrowded mythological minestrone staggering under the weight of its own bloat. This fourth is an unoffensive and entirely unimpressive venture, a piece of popcorn that doesn't even try to be anything interesting. It's just not savvy.