“Keep him alive , for dead men tell no tales.”
So begins the premise of the fifth installment of the Pirates franchise, picking up after a significant gallant romp of a fourth movie. Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp) is as elusive and mystical as ever, having made more than enough enemies to the point where you question whether there any people left to tie a noose around his neck. Seemingly, the sun has not yet set on the British Empire who exile Henry Turner (Brenton Thwaites), a rogue who is determined to free father Will (Orlando Bloom) of his curse once and for all. Henry joins forces with Jack’s motley crew and newcomer “horologist” Carina Smith (Kaya Scodelario) who is without conveniently without a father figure as well, making for an expected chemistry between the pair.
Note-Do look out for the Star Wars parent reveal that you may or may not have been roped in early on.
Salazar our villain (Javier Bardem) has a familiar, undead vendetta against Sparrow and we even see how the Captain got that last name. Previous movies gave us the quest for ship the Black Pearl or Davey Jones’s Locker, so in following through with sea canon, Poseidon’s Trident is the golden chalice that can only be found in the map that no man can read. Certainly, there is a capability from Carina and enough feminist tones in the movie that prove her to be a worthy lass, but her role still feels like she has been anchored in as a antithesis to Jack Sparrow’s erratic behaviour.
Watching in 3D allows the CGI to splash onto the screen, which is a warm welcome from such a dark blue grey palette that spans over two hours. Most loose ends manage to be tied despite the longevity and at times stagnant pace, sans a sneaky post-credits reveal that surely points to another swashbuckling.
We just hope by the time it gets to that, it’s not out of its Deppth.