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Indy and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull
I went to see KOTCS with C. and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elerrina_amanya the week after it can out, but I haven't got around to talking about it yet.
I went with the expectation that it would be good silly fun, and it didn't disappoint. It was the first Indiana Jones film I'd ever seen in the cinema, actually, because I was pretty young when the earlier ones came out and we weren't into going to the cinema.
I liked the way they set up that it was set in the Fifties with the kids in that car. I like the way the films have that sense of time.
I spent several minutes squirming in my seat silently going "They nuked the fridge! They actually nuked the actual fridge!"
Then my physics training kicked in, and I started waiting for Indy to drop dead of radiation poisoning. :)
I liked Mutt. And his comb. The mods vs rockers fight at the café was great, reminded me of The Outsiders.
He is a bit Indy-lite, but I think he's meant to be. And it was interesting to see Indy acting as a mentor and a father. In the earlier films he's more of a static character, but here he's finally grown up.
Marion! She was absolutely great and so like herself. 'None of them were you', yay! I admit to always having been an Indy/Marion shipper and the wedding didn't bother me at all. Like I said, he's grown up.
As for the rest, it was chases and hokum and absolutely horrendous archaeological practice, ridiculously death-defying stunts (three waterfalls might just have been overkill) and a villain with a dodgy wig and accent, what's not to love?
In other news, Dubya is in NI today and managed to bring pretty much the entire afternoon commute out of Belfast to a standstill, bother the wretched man. And then he did soundbites for the radio about how committed he is to the peace praw-cess. Like he's done so brilliantly with peace.
Perhaps we can send him back to America via Heathrow Terminal 5? There's a good chance he'll get lost for ever in some Italian warehouse.
elerrina_amanya the week after it can out, but I haven't got around to talking about it yet.I went with the expectation that it would be good silly fun, and it didn't disappoint. It was the first Indiana Jones film I'd ever seen in the cinema, actually, because I was pretty young when the earlier ones came out and we weren't into going to the cinema.
I liked the way they set up that it was set in the Fifties with the kids in that car. I like the way the films have that sense of time.
I spent several minutes squirming in my seat silently going "They nuked the fridge! They actually nuked the actual fridge!"
Then my physics training kicked in, and I started waiting for Indy to drop dead of radiation poisoning. :)
I liked Mutt. And his comb. The mods vs rockers fight at the café was great, reminded me of The Outsiders.
He is a bit Indy-lite, but I think he's meant to be. And it was interesting to see Indy acting as a mentor and a father. In the earlier films he's more of a static character, but here he's finally grown up.
Marion! She was absolutely great and so like herself. 'None of them were you', yay! I admit to always having been an Indy/Marion shipper and the wedding didn't bother me at all. Like I said, he's grown up.
As for the rest, it was chases and hokum and absolutely horrendous archaeological practice, ridiculously death-defying stunts (three waterfalls might just have been overkill) and a villain with a dodgy wig and accent, what's not to love?
In other news, Dubya is in NI today and managed to bring pretty much the entire afternoon commute out of Belfast to a standstill, bother the wretched man. And then he did soundbites for the radio about how committed he is to the peace praw-cess. Like he's done so brilliantly with peace.
Perhaps we can send him back to America via Heathrow Terminal 5? There's a good chance he'll get lost for ever in some Italian warehouse.
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