Sometimes you’re not sure if the movie was bad, or if the problem comes from you.
As always with new Spielberg movies, I was full of expectations. Indy 4 was going to be an thrilling adventure that would use modern 3-D techniques to give us a classic adrenaline shot, but from an interesting angle.
The best idea is to set the movie in a 50s cold war/witch hunt atmosphere, with the nuclear threat in the background. The introduction has the best scene of the whole movie in the Nevada desert, when Indy visits a very peculiar little town. As always with the Spielberg machine, the costumes and sets are excellent work and Janusz Kaminski offers nice cinematography. But that’s the least we expect from them.
Giving Indy a son was not bad idea, but it was written and executed poorly: their relationship is close to inexistant, especially if compared to the one between Indiana Jones and his father in the third episode. One would like to believe that Karen Allen has a bad memory thought only by mistake that the character played by Shia Labeuf could be Indy’s son. This guy is simply empty and dull.
The movie looks like a minimum service, as if everybody wanted to do as little as possible. The scenes seems to come one after another as if the movie was an addition of action clips, with no backbone. Every single cliché and foreseeable reference is there: a shot on the lost ark, a snake, the hat, the whip…The only thing that is completely missing is the magic of the previous films. Indy’s old and tired and nothing in this movie was worth to come back for him.
To be fair, I must admit it might come from me too: I’m not 8 anymore, and I will never see Indiana Jones with 8-year-old eyes ever again. Sniff.
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