He does put personality into the occasional scene, including a mysterious, hushed interlude in which Ms. Jolie stands with her back to the camera as Mr. Depp creeps up from behind -- lover or stalker, you're not initially sure which -- before pulling her close for a hungry kiss.
There's a decent punk song, blessed with a metronomic, krautrock-like rhythm and more witty lyrics, at the heart of (S HE SAID/(S HE SAID, but it just keeps going on and on: slowing into a lumbering, proggy riff, devolving into a hushed ambient interlude with pained vocals and cooing harmonies, squandering its power as it goes.
It appears to have had ideas thrown at it until it feels messy and incoherent: over the course of four minutes, the two-part Father Stretch My Hands endlessly changes its tempo and mood, stopping and starting, its sound heaving from crackling old gospel samples to pop chorus to a stark mesh of bass, drums and snarling to a hushed vocoder interlude.
On Is There Anybody Out There?, the chorus heads off at a weird melodic tangent to the rest of the song, while Make Me Lovely keeps fragmenting, breaking down into hushed interludes when you expect it to go hurtling towards a triumphant climax.
From the moment he gets on his horse ("Well, I'm off to the office") and through the hushed interludes and excursions down highways and into the past, he keeps you rapt.
This is a hushed, respectful, gently moving interlude; a pause for breath amid the frantic festivities.
He revealed this in a hushed voice.
I told him in a hushed voice".
A hushed crowd is usually watching him.
A hushed crowd stood around him.
