As the haphazard plot continues, Elizabeth announces herself to the pirate lords and they agree to an all-out war. They release Calypso, an ancient goddess who was bound by the nine pirate lords in generations past (a vague allusion to the Homeric epics). This leads to seemingly infinite back-stabbings and betrayals, and an absolutely absurd war of all against all that never seems to end. It becomes a battle for the survival of piracy against the cold, intransigent empire of the East India Company. During the battle, Calypso disappears into a mountain of crabs, Will and Elizabeth are frivolously married in order for the screenwriters to continue forcing a romance between the two characters (apparently the script was feverishly being written while being filmed), at the same time Jack Sparrow and Davy Jones duel over a massive whirlpool. Somewhere in the mix, Davy Jones is killed and Will becomes the new immortal captain of the Flying Dutchman and the leaders of the East India Company are destroyed when the pirate forces unite against them. Thus ending the “epic” battle. In the end Barbossa abandons Jack Sparrow to search for the Fountain of Youth but Jack has stolen the map to the fountain, meanwhile Will impregnates Elizabeth just before heading out to sea for his cursed ten years as the new captain of the Flying Dutchman. Years later we are offered a glimpse of Elizabeth standing along the shoreline with a child, waiting for Will’s return. It is a fitting end to a cataclysmic montage of cynical incoherence, an homage to excessive modern indulgence, and corporate greed. What an atrociously awful movie. here