Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me. Or not, because, actually, being a pirate looks a bit rubbish.
Especially in this second sequel. For a start, Keith Richards is your dad.
Then you’re stranded in some weird limbo where there are millions of you (and, really, you’re quite annoying now, too).
For all the neat visuals and obvious labour put into this, it’s a shame that somebody forgot to call the Coherence Fairy to ask her to give the script a once over. That, or she’s fielding calls from Hollywood (we don’t blame her).
How Could It Be Improved?
A lot (
) of rum.