Pirates of the Caribbean and goofy endings.

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 Pirates of the Caribbean has a weird place in my life. It may be THE guilty pleasure of my obsessions. But, it’s hard to argue with the accidental brilliance of the first one or the train wreck of two and three… (though… they still are impressive pieces of production design and have interesting world building).


They along the secret of monkey island are among my favorite pieces of media. Though I have only finished the first secret of monkey island… I really want to finish the second one this year.


Pirates were in real life murdering rapists… but the royals of the world were likely more like game of thrones. So you got to cut pirates some slack. So far as they rebelled against the corrupt fascists systems of the old world. Though pirates probably only democratized morally bankrupt criminal behavior. So… pirates of Caribbean and secret of monkey island are pure escapism.


Like I said I think the first pirates of the Caribbean is pretty solid. It’s a classic swashbuckler starring a trickster playing a shell game with meaning and truth. And aside from it falling apart at the end with naive a point (and silly escape when saving jack from the gallows) reinforcing it as pure escapism. If it was an arthouse masterpiece I don’t know how it would have ended but I know it would have been different… maybe with jack stealing a coin after breaking the curse (then I think it would only be on him) and him getting caught and getting executed (a quick drop and a sudden stop) and sense he can’t die as a cursed ghost zombie, he just kicks and shuffles struggling against the rope as the credits roll… Though uncle Walt wouldn’t let us do that.


I don’t know pirates one is goofy fun but I love it. And this post while nonsensical is coming from the love that inspires it… and here I am making the same cheesy ending to a review criticizing a goofy ending to a great film… or am I kick kick a screaming at the gallows? 


Peace love


Be safe out there friends.

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