Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest was a bit too hyped, à mon avis. The plot line was not as tight as the first one. I was never endeared enough to Cap’n Jack to care that the Kraken ate him (uh huh, sure it did), and I didn’t particularly care for the sappy story lines that didn’t even make much sense. Why was everyone so enthusiastic about agreeing to bring Jack back? The chemistry between William and his father on Davy Jones’s ship was lacking. And, why the feck was it so easy for William to steal the key? C’MON! I also did not appreciate the implication of rape that would have occurred if the “sea-phantoms” had not appeared to interrupt armed-with-swords Ragetti and Gibbs as they drooled and poppeted over the weaponless Elizabeth on the island. I still don’t understand the sexual tension between Elizabeth and Jack, it just wasn’t played up correctly for me. I understand intellectually that his bad boy ways attracted her to him, but I didn’t feel it. My favorite part was watching Davy Jones’s face squiggle around – very realistic!

This is a photo of Jamie Lynn Spears, sister of Brit, with her nephew Sean Preston. CUTE. The thing I don’t get: Where the hell are they? That looks like my parents’ basement from the 70s, but my parents have no money. The Spears estate can’t be that poor yet. (Someone’s gonna tell me that sofa is worth $100k, aren’t they… This is why I have no money or class.)