Maybe I should have known better than to try and sit through 147 minutes of Johnny, Kiera and Orlando at midnight on a Saturday night. After all, I was not at all impressed with the sequel. Was I really hoping that “Pirates of the Carribean: At World’s End” would pull a 180 and recreate the magic of the original?

Unfortunately, it didn’t. No, it wasn’t as painful as sitting through the second one was. After all, “Dead Man’s Chest,” really did nothing but create dozens of loosely intertwining subplots while introducing a myriad of underdeveloped characters. For all its faults, at least “At World’s End” tied the stories together, and gave the movie a nice, albeit very unexpected, ending (while simultaneously setting the stage for brand new adventures if they so desire to create a Pirates 4).

My biggest gripe of the movie was that it did an awful job some key plot features. For example, remember the Kracken, that evil sea-thing that Davey Jones would summon to utterly destroy ships? Yeah, that puppy was nowhere to be found in the third film. It was briefly alluded to early on, and then at a certain point you actually see a dead creature that’s supposed to be the monster, but you’re never really able to tell. Perhaps I’m slow, but I didn’t even realize what that scene was all about until my walk home from the theater.

But lest you get me wrong, I was absolutely entertained. Then again, there are very few blockbuster movies that I don’t find entertaining. I just love the movies. So if you’re like me, and enjoy movies for their entertainment value, then by all means, check this one out. With a running time of almost three hours, you’ll no doubt get your money’s worth. But if you’re expecting to see Oscar-worthy performances, and hope it’s one of those films that you can’t wait to see again, you’re going to be supremely disappointed.