S.W.A.T. : A verdict
Even cops dial 911. I wonder why.
So much for a movie about the Special Weapons and Tactics branch of the American Police Force (which has never been impressive since the emergence of NYPD blue and the significance of doughnuts). Special weapons? Sorry, I come from a culture that has been desensitized by Pierce Brosnan's James Bond and Terminator 3, so I remain unfazed. (Besides here in the orient we have our own special weapon. We call it Jacky Chan). And special tactics? The only special tactic this movie had was featuring the delectable Colin Farrell. However, to be perfectly honest I cannot really judge the tactics in this movie because halfway through I fell asleep. This is essentially a guy movie. I am essentially all girl!

Pirates of the Carribean: A verdict
Pirates can be summed up in one word: Johnny Depp. Oops, that's two words.
Johnny Depp's Captain (that's an important title, don't forget it!) Jack Sparrow stirs the Wendy Darling (or John or Michael if you insist) in anyone who's willing to let your imagination soar for approximately 2 hours and play pretend. It doesn't matter that Orlando Bloom doesn't know any better and can only look pretty, it doesn't matter that Keira Knightly looks and sounds too 21st century to be believable. All that matters is Johnny Depp (and a spectacular Geoffrey Rush) and the replacement of the usual swearing sailor's parrot with a ghoulish monkey.