They're pirating our money.

Helena, her mom and I went out to see Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest because it was one of the only "good" movies in the theatre right now that we hadn't seen already. What we didn't know was that this thing has blown up into another nerd fest. People were camping out 10 hours in advance and dressing up like their favorite peg leg. Who knew that pirates would be the new preteen sorcerers or lords of rings? The two things that bugged me most were the girls in front of us in line that insisted on singing and humming like harlots and the fact that every nerd in the theatre found it necessary to laugh at every little thing Johnny Depp did. For me, this movie was like a repeat of the first one (I've only seen it once). I'd wait until it goes to the dollar-fifty to see it.