So, me and Bandit and two friends from the ATL kinda got to see Pirates of the Carribbean: Dead Man's Chest as last Thursday turned into Friday.
I don't care what the reviews say, as a Southern Boy raised on Island City where the infamous Blackbeard was rumoured to have buried his treasure, I am a sucker for swashbuckling movies - I may go see this one again in the theatre. Hell, I may see it twice more in the theatre.
This one is far darker than the original, and may give small children nightmares, but I am an absolute fan of this sequel. First of all, I was thrilled to see it as a darker film. Piracy is dark. Sea monsters are dark. Shipwrecks don't usually have happy endings, and they ain't supposed to unless they're on the Weather Channel. The constant turns of bad luck in the story reminded me of Harry Potter & the Order of the Phoenix and the end of Dead Man's Chest left me with the same feeling I had at the end of The Empire Strikes Back.
As a matter of fact, thinking about it while writing this makes me want to go out and watch it right now. Quite a good flick.