So...I have never walked out of a movie in my life. I even sat through The Bachelor with Chris O'Donnell, for the sake of Pete. I even watched 2/3 of the Lord of The Rings in the theaters, and most of you know how I feel about those horrible things. But I just left POTC Dead Man's Chest after I sat through a painful 2.5 hours where nothing happened. And from what I heard of the rest of the movie, it's apparently all exposition for the third movie anyway. Blah. After two and a half hours of boredom interspersed with 10 or so lines that made me laugh (and this is ME, I laugh at everything, and I barely found this movie funny) I just wanted everyone to die. Even Jack, who bored the hell out of me, which kind of makes me depressed.
Worst. Sequel. Ever. And I mean that. Cruel Intentions 2 was better than that. I want the three hours of my life back.