Johnny Depp

Wait, does a bad combover count as a "silly hat"? Asking for a friend.

Stupid fucking white man.

The Big Bad Wolf goes to Glamour Shots.

Someone put that mincing drunk out of his misery, please.

The blazed bard of modern cinematic failure fails again.

Evan kind of liked this really awful movie.

This time he has a mustache, not a funny hat.

This year's musical offering gives us a non-singing glimpse.

On one of our most questionable A-list stars and whether he's earned the right to be this bad.

Wally Pfister directs Johnny Depp into disaster. 

Jerry Bruckheimer is hopeful.

The ghost in the machine escapes from the machine in the extended CinemaCon footage.