Now for the movie, it was pretty much the "White" "Western" "Civilized" good guy versus the "loud-mouth" "poor" "ravaged" "uncivilized" "Africans". I mean, I thought Stockholm-Syndrom took months to develop, but by the end of the movie I thought Hanks was going to adopt the youngest of the pirates, and start a charity organization to help feed these starvin marvins. Hanks character's character arch reaches it's zenith when he tells the pirates "your not fisherman" in the face of death, which made me laugh because it reminded me of a kid to his parent saying "your not the boss of me". The Somalis were literally shouting and yelling the whole time, no plan, no semblance of hierarchy except the Strongest can push everyone else around.
All in all, it's a typical "Look at how good we are and look at how savage they are, feel good movie".
I give it 6.7/10
P.S. where have you ever heard of Pirates speaking english so good?
Fantastic, yet colloquial and authentic review my dear. 
Bravo. I enjoyed it. Somalis are such patriotic people. LOOL These are people who DONT go to the cinema usually-- and now, I dread to go to the theatre because of their mass word of mouth and the ubiquitous Somali burkha integrating with 'xalaal pop corns'! ! Thank God I am not going to the cinema this weekend. I don't want to interrupt their one time going ons, to celebrate these ugly modafackers habar gidirs Pseudo actors. My only wish to Allaah swt is for them NOT TO get more attention. From the way, they are being embraced in the Hollywood circles & the hype of mean, exploiting media,--my heart palpitations can be heard from a mile. My second ONLY fear is if one of them "is" nominated for an Oscar as a typical Hollywood joke. They just want the pleasure to scare, or a freaky mass televised Halloween gift to the poor cadaan people with the face of this particular individual among the fake Minnesotan pirates'. (U all know, which one I am talking about-right?) I am hoping after this lovely communal theatre going ons, the movie will silently and stoutly go into DVD, and we would only hear about them here in some obscure somalinet forum threads in which I will not participate in--of course. And ABOVE ALL, for me, I can go back to the theatre and not a see a single Somali burkha running about confused and noisy and wondering out loud which door they are supposed to enter to watch 'their' movie! 
