The film’s non-stop violent shtick isn’t even suggested in its opening moments, when U.S. President Laura Coffey (Jane Seymour) affectingly delivers her last TV speech in 2075, three hours after nuke attacks have wiped out 17 American cities.

With “Part 1″ emblazoned with great chutzpah on the screen, the adventure begins in 2096, when subterranean survivors gradually emerge on the surface of the Earth. Richard Riehle’s pitch-perfect stentorian narration follows in the Jay Ward school of mock history, setting auds up for a serious account of the nation’s new “founders,” only to deliver, well, something else.

Kennedy family heir Tex (Wheatley) is already self-proclaimed Vice-King of New America, who, assisted by two human-looking robot bodyguards (Chandler Parker’s Yul and Paul Whitty’s Quincy), treks from Los Angeles to Florida to reassure survivors that all will be well. En route, Tex extracts blind Benny Remington (Bill English) from his bunker, so he may assume his rightful powers as King.

Pic teems with ridiculously elaborate flashbacks, including one explaining how Benny gained the throne: Auto huckster Clark (Daniel Baldwin), who convinced the underground survivors that he was ruler, decided to pass the mantle to reliable nephew Benny rather than maniacal son Vincent, aka Mr. Jackle (Lea Coco).

Jackle, with Iago-like aide-de-camp Marcellus St. Joan (Ted Schneider), is now in vengeful pursuit of Benny.

At the same time, Tex realizes his humble band must take over the Florida-based fortress-cum-cult center dubbed “The Threshold of Hell,” controlled by demonic Yorick (Alex Reznik), in order to secure control of New America.

It’s easy to imagine this scenario adapted to a video game, and many of pic’s slapstick and action set pieces (abetted by Cameron Pearce’s urine-tinted digital vid widescreen lensing and ultra-active editing) have the deliberately flat look and feel of many chase-and-kill games. Chasing and killing is what much of pic amounts to, but the fun comes from the pseudo-history overlay in the form of cutaways to “historians” and “experts.”

Almost unavoidably, tedium sets in during the middle stretches, just about the time when Wheatley and Gillette start revving up the gore. Thesping goes for a deadpan groove with healthy doses of improv and incongruent casualness, which contrasts with the film’s extremely elaborate graphic design, ranging from character-intro title cards to a pair of startling hand-sketched animated scenes.

Pic’s look is hallucinogenic and crazy-quilt, which meets up with a wildly varying soundtrack that includes Russ Howard III’s original scoring, plus cues from trance, salsa and Dixieland.

Ah, but there is one crucial difference: Where the first movie crackled from the tension between Johnny Depp’s edgy character and the Disney movie he was in, the sequel’s a comparatively lifeless exercise.

The natives aren’t the only ones who are restless: Johnny Depp returns as the swashbuckling — or is that swishbuckling? — captain in Disney’s tired “Dead Man’s Chest.” (Peter Mountain, Disney Enterprises — Reuters) More Movie Details ‘Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest’: National Showtimes   Watch the Trailer   More Movie Trailers   ‘Buccaneer’s Brand’: Marketing Pirates   This Week’s New Releases   What’s on DVD   More Movie Coverage   var technorati = new Technorati() ; technorati.setProperty(’url’,'http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/07/05/AR2006070501762_Technorati.html’) ; technorati.article = new item(’Yo-Ho-Hum’,'http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2006/07/05/AR2006070501762.html’,'What do we want in a sequel? Just a little taste of the original or a triple serving piled high? “Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man\’s Chest” opts for the latter. This Disney movie isn\’t a follow-up to 2003\’s “Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl” so much as its empty-calorie…’,'Desson Thomson’) ; document.write( technorati.getDisplaySidebar() ); Save & Share Article What’s This? Digg Google del.icio.us Yahoo! Reddit Facebook placeAd(’article’,commercialNode,24,”,false)

As Jack Sparrow, a caddish pirate given to swishy body language and slurred speech, Depp was the original movie’s hero and its most subversive element. In the first film, he exuded a vague gayness, seemed a tad too drunk and deeply lost in his "Spinal Tap"-style stagger and swagger. (Depp reportedly modeled his performance on Keith Richards and Pepe Le Pew.) As you watched, you wondered, "Is this going to be too much, too weird?" Is he going to scare family audiences — or lure them in? And how does a male Disney hero get away with that much eyeliner? This was the delicious undercurrent: a sexually ambiguous Sparrow, not just confounding fictional adversaries but sending titillating ripples of uncertainty through the rows of multiplex patrons.

But one sea chest of plunder later — $305 million in domestic box office — it was clear that Depp as Sparrow worked (and why a third "Pirates" is in the works). And that’s why "Dead Man’s Chest" yields a fiery display of special effects, and a lot of Depp, but nothing startlingly new. Disney has conscientiously recycled seemingly every element from the first film: Depp’s woozy shtick, the ghoulish pirates he faces and the return of Keira Knightley and Orlando Bloom. Even the 140-minute running time is about the same as its predecessor.

Depp is still the lovable rascal with frilly sleeves, scheming eyes and fey mien. Bending his wrists and pointing the heavily ringed fingers outward like an Alvin Ailey dancer, our central rogue flaps his arms with delicate flourish at every turn. Those featherless wings also pump back and forth as he runs from face-painted islanders who want to sacrifice him. Or they jut horizontally as he teeters (as always, infused with rum) to escape his enemies across the deck of his ship.

But the encore feels forced and hollow — a repeat performance that’s too self-consciously delivered to be charming anymore. There is one scene where Sparrow is captured by the aforementioned islanders and speaks to them in the sort of condescending nativespeak you’d expect to hear from Johnny Weissmuller in the old Tarzan movies. " A boogie snickle snickle ," Depp says with a herky-jerky swagger that seems labored and unnatural. He’s too knowingly cute. It’s as if he’s become a holographic version of himself in the Disney theme park attraction that inspired the movie franchise in the first place.

Perhaps Depp is following the example of his muse Richards, whose band, the Rolling Stones, have themselves evolved from rock-and-roll’s edgy, naughty boys to corporate-sponsored, image-manufactured caricatures of themselves. And when Richards joins the cast of the third "Pirates" movie, playing Sparrow’s father, that circle will be complete.

In the first film, Depp felt like the mischievous outsider — almost threatening to sabotage the pirate potboiler he was in — but now he seems very much the fully sanctioned insider, preapproved to flounce and swirl through "Dead Man’s Chest." He’s no longer a bad boy. He’s Mr. Adorable in glitter-rock beads.

Depp’s role in the original served another function: He managed to distract moviegoers from a film cluttered with subplots and lengthy exposition; the movie was hardly this reviewer’s tankard of rum, but Depp entertained, propelling it along.

Returning screenwriters Ted Elliott and Terry Rossio (collaborators whose credits include "Aladdin" and "Shrek") reproduced the same narrative anchors that marred the first film and, worse, render Knightley and Bloom’s characters into comely carriers of subplot. Thus, Will Turner (Bloom) is dispatched to steal Sparrow’s mystical compass, which is believed to lead to the chest containing the soul of Davy Jones. And Elizabeth Swann (Knightley) stows away as a man aboard Sparrow’s ship to find fiance Will, who’s presumed lost. When she becomes suddenly, instantly attracted to Sparrow, there seems to be no rhyme or reason except the obvious: The two most beautiful marquee names in the film clearly must kiss. It’s the money shot.

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In the major plot theme, it seems Sparrow owes a blood debt to the octopus-headed Jones (Bill Nighy), and if he reneges, he’ll forever be Jones’s deck slave. This story element at least engenders the movie’s most entertaining feature: its CGI creations. The word "editing" may not be in director Gore Verbinski’s lexicon (he directed the first "Pirates," "The Mexican" and "The Weather Man," among others) but he knows how to make barnacled monsters.

There is a creepy pleasure in the shipload of spectral, grotesque pirates who loom out of the depths to haunt Sparrow’s scheming soul, especially the aforementioned Mr. Jones, whose facial tentacles have sucker-studded lives of their own. Or you can marvel and chuckle at the Terry Gilliam-like visual comedy as a clutch of Sparrow’s shipmates — trussed in a suspended net made of bone and hide — swing their prison back and forth to traverse a deep chasm to safety. Just don’t look for the collision of innocence and danger that made the first film so provocative. It has disappeared beneath the waves, headed straight for Davy Jones’s locker.

Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest (140 minutes, at area theaters) is rated PG-13 for intense adventure violence, including frightening images.

Reviewer’s Bias*
Loves: “Home Movies,” cartoons, Shout! Factory
Likes: [adult swim], Walter and Perry
Dislikes: UPN
Hates: Fenton Mewley, Shannon

The Story So Far…
“Home Movies” started in 1999 as a series on UPN, but it made it through just five episodes before getting the boot, only to resurface on cable and find an audience as a part of Cartoon Network’s [adult swim] lineup. A show about kids that’s certainly not for kids, it follows a trio of young friends: Brendon, Melissa and Jason, who make hundreds of bad films with their camcorder. Without much in the way of supervision from their parents or teachers, they get to do basically whatever they want.

Shout! Factory released Season One in November of 2004, and followed it up with Season Two in May 2005, and Season Three a few months later in October. DVDTalk has reviews of all three: Season One | Season Two | Season Three.

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The Show
I fully remember standing on the subway and looking at this poster on the wall for a new animated show on UPN called “Home Movies.” What I remember most about the experience was thinking “Wow…that looks like crap.” I’m sure I wasn’t alone in thinking that, since the show was off the air soon after that. In fact, it’s possible the show was already off the air.

Then, like many of those same nay sayers, I caught the show as part of the [ adult swim ] lineup. Perhaps the late hour was an influence, giving me a pair of bleary eyes through which the squiggly animation didn’t look so bad, but I found myself truly enjoying the show. Here in this expectation-less spot, the show found it’s cult niche and grew in confidence and quality, becoming one of the most consistent half-hours of animated comedy on TV. It’s amazing how first impressions can be so wrong.

Because of the show’s growth, it is disappointing that this set represents the end of the road for the show. There are no new adventures for Brendon and company. Coach McGuirk’s been on his last drunken bender. Paula Small has made her last bad judgment call. And worst of all, Walter and Perry can no longer cause confusion with their unusually close and likely homoerotic relationship. So for fans, these final episodes are a chance to say good-bye to characters they have grown to love. What better way is there to do that then to watch McGuirk’s pectoral muscles explode into large, lovely lady lumps?

Though he was ever-present in previous seasons, the episodes in this season have a definite focus on the drunken man-child who coaches the kids’ soccer team. Thankfully, they benefit from this direction, as his experiences in the woods with a cult of crying, hugging men, his attempts to cheat on his driving test and his pathetic attempt to pick-up a diner waitress make for some of the best episodes this season offers.

The circle draws a bit tighter in this run, with the number of characters reduced to a small handful, keeping the spotlight firmly on the most popular characters. For example, while Brendon’s grandfather does make a hilarious appearance, he’s only a small part of the episode, whereas previous seasons have spent entire shows on such plots. Here, the kids are the show’s raison d’etre, especially Brendon. In fact, I’m tempted to say that Jason got cheated this season, only truly shining in small bits, unlike showcases such as “Bad Influences” or “Four’s Company.”

If asked to pick the best of the bunch, the choice is not very easy. Though “Curses” has a lot of fun with the idea of swearing and bleeping, and “Those Bitches Tried to Cheat Me” features wonderful runs with Walter and Perry and Coach and Melissa, the best of the series is probably “Camp” which is equally ridiculous and funny, and has an excellent subplot with McGuirk that might be the most memorably one in the series.

Reviewed by Dennis Schwartz

Co-directed by Leo McCarey (”The Awful Truth”/”Ruggles of Red Gap”/”Duck
Soup”) and an uncredited Norman Z. McLeod (who shot a few scenes when McCarey
was hospitalized). Many say this is Harold Lloyd’s best talkie. McLeod
remade it in 1946 as The Kid from Brooklyn and a hammier Danny Kaye replaced
Lloyd. It’s based on the play by Lynn Root and Harry Clork and written
by Grover Jones, Frank Butler and Richard Connell.

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Mild-mannered Sunflower Dairy milkman Burleigh Sullivan (Harold Lloyd)
defends his sister Mae’s (Helen Mack) honor when the nightclub hat check
girl is assaulted by two drunken bruisers on the street. During the street
brawl it appears that the middleweight champion Speed McFarland (William
Gargan) was knocked out by Burleigh, but it was really his sparring partner
Spider Schultz (Lionel Stander) who threw a punch and the milkman ducked.
But the newspapers all over the country have a field day with the story
of a scrawny milkman knocking out the burly champ. When Speed’s scheming
manager Gabby Sloan (Adolphe Menjou) and his wisecracking long-suffering
girlfriend of 14 years, Ann (Verree Teasdale), arrive in town to spin the
story, Gabby learns the truth. Burleigh goes on to explain he learned the
art of ducking as a kid, because he was always picked on. Gabby then comes
up with a plan to promote the unwitting Burleigh in a series of fixed prize
fights to build him up as a possible foe for his client Speed. Burleigh,
now with the nickname Tiger, takes the offer because he can use the money
to get treatment for his beloved ailing milk-wagon horse Agnes. Gabby has
the deluded Burleigh believing he is a great prize-fighter after he wins
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in the big paying championship fight, where he’s expected to lose.

Dorothy Wilson plays Polly, Lloyd’s good-hearted manicurist girlfriend. 

Lloyd’s cornball slapstick humor never appealed to me, and this lame
sports comedy is no exception. At best, it’s only a modest effort—perhaps,
even if you’re a fan of the silent screen comic.

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A giant meteor/asteroid is on a collision course with Earth. America marshals her greatest weapons & scientists in an attempt to avert certain disaster. Enter Brother Thomas Payne (Mario Van Peebles) a religious leader obsessed with the end of the world that believes this meteor will be the one to destroy the Earth & unite his people with their heavenly reward. As such, he kidnaps a top military scientist in an attempt to scuttle the military’s plans to destroy the meteor. Unable to use conventional means to retrieve the scientist, the military enlists the aid of Matthew Reese (Ice-T), a felon serving 10 years for the attempted murder of Payne, in an attempt to retrieve the scientist & for one & for all silence Brother Payne. With only 68 hours to accomplish their task, Reeves must find the scientist & defeat Payne before; the great hours of Judgment day are struck!

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Audio:

The Dolby digital platform as presented is in a 2.0 format. For a movie with as much potential for tremendous carnage, the audio that should have been but wasn’t disappointing. Needless to say there is no center of sub or surround. Everything comes from both the right & the left channel. This would prove to be the first of many disappointing moments with this film.

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This 1998 horror sequel-of-a-development is based eternally so loosely on a Stephen King testimony. To be honest, it’s exceptionally only connected by part of the title, as King’s original story of 1950s dead kids returning years later to essay revenge has nothing whatsoever to do with this particular layer. Instead, we have a detached Antarctic governmental outpost where kinky and deathlike things are happening. According to reports, one of the scientists has gone “postal” and murdered a few of his fellow workers. Cage (Clayton Rohner) and O’Grady (Chase Masterson) are a pair of military officers helicoptered in to straighten things out, but when they arrive the only two survivors are Wells (Faith Ford) and Shebanski (Max Perlich). Someone, or something (this is a panic film, after all), is lurking out in the sub-zero Antarctic, and when dead bodies start coming defeat to lifestyle things genuinely start to become known ugly.

The first forty minutes or so are nature of fun, with plenty of low-grade The Thing-styled situations going bump-in-the-tenebrousness. Still moment the fullest extent intrigue is revealed, it immediately degenerates into a silly demonic libel that in reality features a unfitting reading a book titled plainly in English Raising Demons, though all the school-book happens to be written in some ancient language. I knew things were going to persuade bad when Cage ran out in the 70-here weather in just his fatigues, and he didn’t freeze to death. Adam Grossman’s create has a two of neat unexpected twists, but not enough to really prevent the story from turning into another variation on Impious worship.

I questionable that Daniel Berk was desperately frustrating to scourge the ninety minute watch, because the closing credits worm so comically dry-as-dust I small amount I had accidently belabour “slow-mo” on my withdrawn.

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Directed–apparently with flippers–by George Miller (not the Miller who gave us “The Road Warrior”), this unimaginative project, starring Keith Carradine, Chelsea Field and emerging child-star Tina Majorino, is likely to score big with children in the animal-loving stage and the aaaaw-isn’t-he-cute? crowd. After all, Andre (played mostly by a sea lion called Tory) is your basic lovable attraction. He lathers up for bubble baths, dances floppy jigs on demand, body-sleds down snowy hills, loves animal movies on TV and–in the biggest “hoot” of all–blows irreverent raspberries. But beyond this surface endearment, there’s zero to the picture.

In 1962, in Rockport, Maine, Andre slithers into the lives of harbor master Carradine and family when the newborn seal’s mother is killed in a fisherman’s net. After rescuing Andre, Carradine and 9-year-old daughter Majorino realize they’re hopelessly in love with a pet that resembles Wilford Brimley. Andre learns a few crowd-pleasing tricks and becomes a major Rockport attraction. He also attracts his share of detractors, including Majorino’s older sister (Aidan Pendleton), angry that Dad is paying more attention to Andre than her; disgruntled lobster fisherman Keith Szarabajka, who blames Andre for the year’s low fishing yield; and a mammal-protective fed who thinks the critter ought to be housed in an aquarium.

You get the picture. The movie adheres to the familiar, heartwarming conclusion that all animals (even shameless showboaters like Andre) deserve their freedom. But given the inane character business with which she pads the story, it seems only fair that screenwriter Dana Baratta should spend a week or two in some kind of tank. If the movie enjoys any success, it will be thanks to Tory the Sea Lion, not her screenplay.

ANDRE (PG) — Contains a few weepy sections, brief displays of adult violence and third-rate child acting not even fit for “Barney.”

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To say that Van Damme’s cinematic track record has been spotty of late is an understatement. Before last year’s The Replicant, Van Damme starred in little that sparked my interest since 1996’s Maximum Risk and The Quest. While I went into Derailed with low expectations, the film still managed to disappoint. Van Damme does supply some decent action scenes, but they do little to save the film from a clichéd plot, jerky editing, and some really bad special effects. The end result is a movie that seems like a carbon copy of other films in the genre. Even with what appears to be a relatively short running time of 90 minutes, Derailed is one train ride that I wanted to exit a few stops earlier.

Mojica-Marins produces, directs, and stars in the haze, playing the situation of ZÈ De Caixao (Coffin Joe), an mortician in a small, religious, and conservative Brazilian village. The thing helter-skelter Joe is that he’s a total and complete bastard; a hateful and bitter humanity who dresses in a abominable suit, black overcoat, and black top hat. Together with his long fingernails and well-trimmed unprincipled beard, he looks like some kind of twisted Snidely Whiplash. Although he puts on a amiable, caring face for most of the community, those that live enclosing him know him as a cruel, vile man who believes himself above any earthly, apophthegm law. In one of the best scenes, only just 5 minutes into the movie, Joe eats a leg of cooked lamb in front of a procession of church-goers, all celebrating Broad Holy Friday (during which you’re not required to eat meat). Joe gleefully devours his meal while taunting priests and undecorated peasants, instantly setting up the kind of man he is. Soon afterwards, he’s manhandling the townswomen, and cutting someone’s fingers off. Think back on, when the people in this community moulder, he’s the one they’ll be suffering with to go to through despite ultimate rest.

The vital plot has to do with Joe seeking to carry off the palm the affection of Terezhina (Magda Mei), the girlfriend of his to the fullest extent friend. Joe’s own old lady cannot bear children, and to him there is no point in living if you can’t continue your bloodline. He hatches an elaborate plan by which he when one pleases extermination his wife, free his best friend, and be unhampered to seduce Terezhina. He terrorizes the community while he goes about doing his deeds, rubbing their faces in what he’s getting away with. He spouts blasphemies while getting into barroom brawls. If the break presented itself he’d purposes beat up his own grandmother. This wonderfully outlandish character provided what, at the schedule, was the most blasphemous, troublesome, evil motion picture the people of Brazil had endlessly battle-scarred. Quits in the 21st Century, At Midnight… is still a shockingly nasty and brutal piece of trade. Of course, no one could put forth their eyes off it.

Despite the sick budget and moments of slight laughability, the film succeeds on style. Mojica-Marins treats the material in a same cinematic way, with his over-the-top performance and creative visual work. It brings to be firm the atmosphere and craft of an out-moded Hammer flick or something similarly ‘Gothic’ in nature. It’s gleefully dizzy while being repulsive at the that having been said time, a composition few filmmakers can buck up a uproot dippy correctly. Comparisons to the press of directors like Russ Meyer and Mario Bava are surprisingly unerring given the meet between shocking exploitation and supernatural trembling. Obviously, something of this sort would not go unchecked in Brazil, so the squabble over the film fair much ensured it’s triumph and it’s place in cinematic retailing. Kidney other lose anomalous directors with underfunded visions, his passion for the relentlessly grim world of Casket Joe really needs to be seen to be appreciated.