It's hard for me not to like a movie about a guy named after a red state. Then again, it's hard for me to like a movie where the main character doesn't desire the spoils of his labors. Does the American Dream mean nothing to these fools? Granted, it's about on par for those pinkos Spielberg and Lucas.
To be honest, I'm not sure what drives Indiana Jones to do all these crazy stunts. Apparently, he's some sort of professor, so he's not motivated by cash or something. (I can't say I relate.)
At the very least he seems to love pussy and cars as much as I do. It don't get much more American than that!
I can't say I understood much more of this film in any context, other than that Indy spent most of the film running from shit and chasing after some piece of oversized jewelry. I am on the board at De Beers, so I can sort of relate with the mission statement. But when it turned out that this jewelry was actually cursed–well, actually, as a De Beers board member, I can relate to that too. Aw, goddamnit, now I'm gonna have our third-quarter loss prediction revision on my mind for the rest of the night. Fuck this film.
Rating: $$ 1/2 (2.5 USD / 5 USD)
Buy: De Beers (DBB), Indy® Whips Inc (IWI)
