I thought The Lone Ranger was going to suck. I would not have gone to it if I'd had to pay out of my pocket, but since I have a special deal and I wanted to go see something, I went last night.
There are, indeed, sucky things about it. The suckiest of which is called Johnny Depp Being Cast As A Comanche Indian Or Really Anything Else Because OMG I Hate That Guy. That's right, I can't stand Johnny Depp, even when he isn't going all Micky-Rooney-In-Breakfast-At-Tiffany's on us. He is about as talented as the funny babysitter we all had at one point when we were kids. And yet he gets to play Tonto instead of an ethnically-appropriate actor.
Also, the plot is kind of half-assed in a way that will seem familiar to those who saw the second and third Pirates of the Caribbean movies. At one point they even winkingly acknowledge that they didn't bother to explain how Tonto escaped from a particular situation.
But I have to admit that there is a successful sense of fun. It's never very boring; its 2.5 hour length gives you a sense that you're getting your money's worth. It feels summer-action-movie-y. It has fun visuals. And William Fichtner's show-stealing villainy is impressive.
So I suspect that if you think you might like this, you will. But I have a feeling that its enduring legacy will be that, despite the movie's message about an evil corporation trying to whitewash the Indians out of the picture, they cast Johnny Depp as a Comanche Indian.