Caine, the hardest-working man in show business, stars in this repellent adaptation of the Benchley novel. Caine curses a lot, Warner jabbers a lot, Punch-McGregor wears a faceful of mud, and Frank is an obnoxious brat of a kid you'd like to feed to the sharks. Oh, and did I mention how much I really dislike this mess?

I have no idea what I just watched but I didn't hate it. Above all, it's a mess- An overlong, exploitive, crass... father/son relationshap movie... with pirates. And a couple of tits thrown in for good measure. One of those rare movies where the target demographic is absolutely no one.