I'll sum it up where it couldn't sum up itself . . .
There were a plethora of darlings, and the lesser ones were not killed.
This film tried to make a statement about everything, and it failed to make a statement about anything.
I was, however, entertained for the 2 hours it played. It managed to make me forget that I had a bad cold. Hell if I'm wasting midnight tickets to this film, I said to myself.
However, after over a decade of work into this film, it rests as a major disappointment. Cooks in the kitchen, whatever, name your phrase, if it was about being too big for its own good, then that fits. Even the title of the film is too long.
There is, however, one fantastic scene that happens in the beginning, and for that first 15 minutes, it was worth the price of admission. I have never seen anyone do what they did with that one scene, so golf claps to the big money dudes who formed that one stretch. As always, Harrison Ford does a great job of being Harrison Ford.
Minor annoyance . . .
Even the Russians look like Nazis.
Major local surprise . . .
Thursday morning, midnight, six huge screens devoted to Indiana, but they were 1/12th full. The number of people there for Indiana probably could have packed into one screen. I'm not sure what the problem was, if it was six screens, no interest, the odd hour and day for release, or a combination of all three.
I can't dissuade. It was entertaining. It wasn't that great of quality. The latter burns me. Or maybe that's just my sinuses.
Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull (2008)
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