What Are You Supposed To Be? A Lion Tamer? No, I used to Be Indiana Jones.

Per my last post, here is my review of Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Dull Skulls.

There you go!

Seriously, I was disappointed. I went in with low expectations and came out deflated and empty. The action is anti-climatic, the dialog is tired and mundane. Then there's Shia LeBouf.

Not even gonna go there.

The only minutely enjoyable thing about the movie is Harrison Ford. It was nice to see Karen Allen as Marion Ravenwood again, but the character is a shell of her former "I can drink more fermented yak piss than a mongol Yeti" self. Steven Spielberg's directing shows up for a cameo or two, but like an M&Ms dinner, it's enjoyable but too brief to satisfy.

Unfortunately, the movie reeks with the heavy hand of George Lucas. It's tragic that a filmmaker that I idolized as a youth has denigrated to Star Wars Ep. 1-3 and now Indy 4. It's time for the man to hang it up and retire with his fortune to Skywalker Ranch and pass the Force on to a younger generation (I won't fuck up Star Wars Ep. 7-9 George. I promise!).

If you are a die hard Indy fan, then you will see this movie in the theater. Nothing I write here is going to stop you and I understand that. I am a Indy loon. Raiders of the Lost Ark holds the distinction of being the first movie I saw twice in the same day in a theater (and the only film I have seen back to back). The only other movies I have seen twice in one day at a theater is Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom (though not as good as the original, I loved the action scenes!), The Last Starfighter (is dead!) and Darkman (Sam Raimi baby!).

However, if you are just a passive Indy fan, skip this one or see it at home. I can't believe I just wrote that. Damn you George Lucas! Damn you to hell!