Piratas del Caribe

¿Puede ser buena una película basada en una atracción de Disney? Pues, aunque sorprenda, parece que sí. The Flick Filosopher (mi nueva crítica favorita) está totalmente entusiasmada:

Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl isn’t just the biggest colon-ated mouthful in a summer of movies with colon-ated mouthfuls of titles. It’s everything we go to The Movies for… Okay, it’s everything I go to The Movies for: To escape, to vicariously live some other life that’s more interesting and more dangerous (if also more absurd) than my own, to meet people I didn’t know I wanted as friends. It’s big and bold and loud but never dumb; it’s smart enough, for all its thrills and edge- of- your- seatness, to be laid back, to be unconcerned with any Deep Meaning, and smart enough to know that a lack of Deep Meaning is not the same thing as vacuousness.

Mis otros dos críticos también la ponen bien aunque son más cautos. Roger Ebert le da un 3 sobre 4 y dice después de criticar la extensión en el tiempo de las escenas de acción:

And yet the movie made me grin at times, and savor the daffy plot, and enjoy the way Depp and Rush fearlessly provide performances that seem nourished by deep wells of nuttiness. Depp in particular seems to be channeling a drunken drag queen, with his eyeliner and the way he minces ashore and slurs his dialogue ever so insouciantly. Don’t mistake me: This is not a criticism, but admiration for his work. It can be said that his performance is original in its every atom. There has never been a pirate, or for that matter a human being, like this in any other movie. There’s some talk about how he got too much sun while he was stranded on that island, but his behavior shows a lifetime of rehearsal. He is a peacock in full display.

James Berardinelli también le da un 3 sobre 4 y comenta:

Pirates of the Caribbean belongs to Johnny Depp. Keira Knightley (now a familiar face in the wake of Bend It Like Beckham) and Orlando Bloom (The Lord of the Rings‘ Legolas, sans ears and blond hair) make a cute couple, and Geoffrey Rush is typically over-the-top as the bad guy, but the star of every scene is Depp. With several gold teeth in his mouth and beads in his hair, Depp plays the part with an engaging goofiness that sets the movie’s tone. In one scene, Sparrow becomes blind drunk, but his behavior isn’t all that different from when he’s sober – a clear indicator of where Depp elected to take the character. Sparrow is a rogue through-and-through, and, although he may have a heart of gold, it’s definitely tarnished. Take away Depp, and you’re left with a derivative and dull motion picture.

Ayer vimos el trailer y visualmente tiene muy buena pinta (en un trailer moderno se hace muy difícil juzgar la trama).

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