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That was the greeniest, green apple I've ever seen. A magic apple if ever there was (since it, um, magically appeared in Barbossa's hand as he died, even though he'd spent the last hour sword fighting).
I may be pissed at Barbossa's ressurection, but it is the only element I'm excited about for the third film. Fu ck Davy Jones is what I say. Cool looking CG character, but I can't get any feeling from that nearly as much as I can from a real face performance. Sorry, just can't.
I'm intrigued by the concept of Sparrow revealing more of his true nature in being such a pathetic coward. That may be so, but how does it make me want to see any more of him? I took such a dislike to him and to E. Swann because of the nasty, cruel actions they took that my affection for their characters has dried up.
Jeez, Geoffrey Rush is literally the only thing I'm looking forward to the third movie about.
I think I will see Dead Man's Chest again, though. It had some fun stuff. Now that I know all about its clumsy overplotting and mythological reliance and art/effects direction-driven story choices and less artful dialogue and big-is-more silly setpieces halfheartedly realized ... well, I just may be able to enjoy it on its own terms of half-baked blockbusterhood.
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