Over the weekend, we took our boys to see the new Indiana Jones movie. (Don’t worry, no plot spoilers here.)
And when it was over, we came out of the theater and gagged. It was that bad.
Mostly, I wanted to address whether it was appropriate to take children to see it. It is PG-13, after all, and those can sometimes be dicey.
The bottom line is that it is not any more intense or violent than the first three. Probably less so. There is a little language, but there’s no sex, and the violence is the typical swashbuckling, Indy-type violence that we all know and love. (Love? Can we love violence?)
But as far as the movie itself, it pales in comparison to its three predecessors. I was terribly disappointed. Indiana Jones is one of those rare movie franchises in which the movies seemed to get better with each sequel. Until now. Instead of building on the reluctant-hero, history-is-actually-cool theme of the first three, they decided to inject science fiction (YES! SCIENCE FICTION! IN AN INDIANA JONES MOVIE!), and it fell terribly flat. And something Shia LeBeouf as Indy’s son didn’t sit right with me. I think I’m hung up on the fact that someone named a boy Shia.
But you know what? Harrison Ford still makes my heart sing, and if they make another one, I’m there. (But they’d better not wait another 15 years. Because my Harrison, he ain’t exactly a spring chicken.)
What about you? Did you see it? What did you think?