Da da da da, da da daaa! If you don’t know the tune by now, please don’t visit this site anymore. Chances are, this is the 9,000th review for this movie that you have seen, so we’ll keep it short. (We know you’re itching to get to those nude Emma Watson pics). We, like most everyone we know, are HUGE Indy fans, and we’ve looked forward to this movie for quite a while. We would like to report to you that this movie is fantastic, that Dr. Jones has not aged one bit, and that Shia Lebouf playing a pseudo tough guy greaser is not nearly as annoying as you think he is.
It’s not. He has. And oh my God, put the comb down.
That said, it’s not like this was Battlefield Earth 3 or something. It’s definitely an Indiana Jones movie, but it’s also definitely not the best Indiana Jones movie. Though, to be fair, it’s probably better than Temple Of Doom, chilled monkey brains not withstanding. You’re going to see it, so we’ll spare you the plot synopsis, but we will say this to Mr. Spielberg,
“Hey Steve, nice CGI. Stop spending so much time with George Lucas, and get back to real movie making. We know a fake monkey when we see it. “
Folks, you may not realize it now, but we’re doing you a huge service. By drastically lowering your expectations, we’re ensuring that you will enjoy this movie as much as possible. Go. Buy some popcorn. Watch the Batman Trailer. And try not to think too hard about whether or not someone can survive a nuclear blast by climbing into a kitchen appliance.
GRADE: B

