Premise: Dr. Jones is fired from his university but as he skedaddles out of town to live quietly abroad, he runs into young Mutt Williams. It seems that Mutt’s mother is being held by thugs. She told Mutt to find Indiana Jones since he’d be able to help. At the center of the deal: an ancient crystal skull from a lost Mayan city, Akator. It has loads of power to bestow upon the one who returns it to its proper resting place.
Strengths: A fedora and a bullwhip. Plus, Mayan culture is a current topic of discussion, what with the doomsday calendar and all, so the Mayan crystal skull was a good choice. The CGI was well done, if familiar. Ford’s portrayal of the aged Dr. Jones was as relentless as the old movies. It’s a safe movie to take the family to. For those of us who remember Raiders of the Lost Ark, this was a fun and nostalgic trip. The score is still top notch.
Weakness: Indy’s frikkin’ old! This was nearly pathetic. He’s like a hero for old men now. It’s very, very sad. The movie would have been outstanding – twenty years ago. Lucas and Spielberg are also showing their age. These guys may have revolutionized movies a few decades back, but now they play it safe. The story was easy to figure out. We all knew Indy would find the skull; we all knew Mutt was his kid; we all knew Oxley was his old buddy – well, okay, I guess not. No one knew that and having a second archaeologist in the movie that was actually the one who knew about the skull – not Indy – was anticlimactic. All Indy had to do was follow the babbling cook. Kinda boring.
Shia LeBouf did his usual cocky-yet-airheaded routine and was not used well enough. This movie would have been way better if they’d reversed the formula from Last Crusade – Indy as the mentor and Mutt as the adventurer. The action scenes were lifted from Raiders, mostly, but we all knew how they’d turn out. Some of the action was pushed just too far; the filmmakers were just trying to make Indy a bigger legend than he is – that nostalgic lens, you know. For example, he managed to survive a nuclear blast in a refrigerator. The fridge’s fall alone should have whacked him. And the waterfall’s were ridiculous. Oh, and the big ants – kinda cool, but again, ridiculous.
Lucas must have some fetish about magnets or something. He pushed it too far by throwing gunpowder in the air and having it magically attracted to a box on the other side of a huge warehouse. And is there metal in gunpowder? Plus, Indy’s old. Did I mention that? OLD! It’s just hard to watch.
Final Thought: Hollywood needs a younger version of Lucas and Spielberg. Back in the day, they could make movies that rocked! Edgy, exciting, humorous. Now, they are just living off what they were. Crystal Skull was entertaining, but brainless. Nowhere near as intelligent as Raiders or as emotional as Last Crusade. It’s a tribute, basically, to what these guys were. Which means they’ve nowhere left to go, maybe? Disturbing. Oh, and Roswell can bite me; I’m about fed up with that charade.
Posted by Gray Hunter
Posted by Gray Hunter
Posted by Gray Hunter