That said, I didn't enjoy as much as I was hoping. I listened to too much of the mindless blubbering from the local girl brigade, who, like most women, worship the very particles of breath that Johnny Depp exhales. This is not the best movie ever, no matter what certain blindly worshipping fangirls may tell you.
Which is not to say it's an out-and-out chick-flick at all. Throw in some big swordfights and shots of Keira Knightley's very nice ass in tight british soldier pants, and just about any guy will be kept happy. They did a good job keeping everything in balance.