It’s a pirate movie, and that’s it. Anything you saw in Pirates of the Caribbean, you could pretty much see here first. But despite its lack of ambition, Cutthroat Island is nowhere near bad enough that it should have ended Geena Davis’s career. It keeps its feet firmly planted in B-Movie Land, whether with the incongruously lipsticked British governor-general or with the immortal line of Marion-Berry-esque dialogue, “Bitch stole my map!” Which is delivered with a perfect poker face by Frank Langella, who doesn’t seem to care that he’s in B-Movie Land.
Davis, by contrast, doesn’t seem to . . .