I notice that the El Capitan’s special Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End advance-ticket-purchase and general here-it-comes! promotion doesn’t mention any squishy-pillow rentals or shiatsu ass massages in the lobby for people who may have trouble coping with the nearly three-hour length. If I had kids who were six or seven I would be horrified at the idea of taking them to this thing. It would be agony.