Has pirate fatigue set in yet? Not likely? The flag of Jack Sparrow is flying high with nary a dead wind in sight.
It seems Kon Tiki directors Joachim Rønning and Espen Sandberg are keen to flex their ocean muscles again, and the plodding, existential elements of the last two have been made to walk the plank. Simplicity and fun have been restored, at least in part.
Javier Bardem is the film's secret weapon as Capitán Armando Salazar, an undead pirate hunter with a complexion of sun-baked mud, tendrils of hair that drift and float like submerged seaweed, and a mouth liable to ooze inky goo in close-up.
Salazar wants to find Johnny Sparrow to lead him to the Trident of Poseidon – a weapon capable of destroying every pirate on earth; mmmm… most being already crumbly, garden fork should do it?
Enter, in common purpose, the somewhat fresher-faced Henry Turner (Brenton Thwaites), who needs the same magic fork to save his father, Will (sadly now dad - Orlando Bloom) Come on Hollywood, the first was only 2006!
They all play second fiddle to the film’s real heroine Kaya Scodelario’s Carina, who lashes them off the screen. (research Jack Whiting)