'Indiana Jones': Hard on the Inner
Child
By Martha Brockenbrough
MSN Cinemama
Along with "E.T." and "Star Wars," the Indiana Jones movies
formed the cinematic high point for my generation. Now, we're raising
kids of our own.
So, the question is: Will our kids be as whipped by Indiana
Jones' many charms as we were? And -- just as important -- will
Indiana Jones be as cool as we remembered?
For kids, the news is good. Once they get past the title, which
is a reading assignment in and of itself, "Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the
Crystal Skull" is full of hilarious and jaw-dropping adventure
that evokes much of the humor and joy of "Raiders of the Lost Ark" and "Last Crusade." (I'm still pretending
"Temple of Doom" didn't happen.)
For adults who grew up worshipping Harrison Ford, the news
is not as good.
It isn't that Ford, now 65, can't pull off action hero. He's
Harrison Ford. He still has his whip, his hat and his lopsided grin.
But even Indiana Jones needs movies with satisfying endings.
"Crystal Skull" is so far from that territory, it might be in
another galaxy. One far, far away. Our inner children deserved much
better.
"Crystal Skull" begins in 1957, in a Nevada desert during the
Cold War. Indiana Jones has been captured by Russians in search of a
mysterious object with supernatural powers. He escapes, of course;
there would be no movie without that. It's a great escape, too.
But soon, the FBI and KGB are on his tail, along with a young man
who rides a motorcycle without a helmet and stops to comb his hair
at inopportune times. And here, Indy gets his chance to ditch the
government agencies and go back to the grave-robbery and impromptu
lecturing that's far more entertaining.
What's in It for Kids
This movie is rated PG-13. Parents of small kids should pay
attention to that. The violence is immense and continual, ranging
from punching to poisoned darts, immolation and mushroom clouds.
There is also sword fighting, and no one -- I mean no one -- wears a
seat belt.
But seriously, this makes "Crystal Skull" a tough choice for kids
under 10 years old.
The violence is cartoonish for the most part, but if your child
is sensitive to this, or will have bad dreams after watching a mummy
crumble into dust or a species of ants devouring men whole, then you
will not be providing a magical childhood memory by watching this
movie while it's in the theater. (Read about the effects of scary
movies on kids here.)
On the positive side, this movie bursts with really lively,
delightfully clever action. An opening motorcycle chase scene, for
example, will help kids fall in love with Ford as a hero, but
also with Shia LaBeouf, who plays a
leather-jacketed Fonzie called Mutt Williams. Mutt comes seeking
Indy's help, and later proves to be a game sidekick whose
switchblade comes in handy more than once. Is he good enough to be
the heir to the Jones franchise? Maybe so.
LaBeouf does get stuck with a rather improbable action sequence
in the jungle. It is amusing to note, though, that his hairdo is
exactly like some monkeys he emulates. For kids, this is likely to
be a favorite scene in the movie.
What's in It for Grown-ups
The movie starts fast and soars with promise.
You can tell from the first scene that it's old-school Steven Spielberg at the
helm, with his broad landscapes perfectly composed. With few
exceptions, the whole film looks great. What's more, the first sight
of Indiana Jones is in silhouette, a nice nod to a similar shot in
"Raiders of the Lost Ark." It says something about the size of the
shadow the man casts that it's all we need to recognize him.
The setting is also delicious. The United States is locked in a
cold war with the Soviet Union, and commie fever has gripped the
nation. Indy is at the center of it all, and being pursued by Soviet
soldiers through a storage warehouse that at one point will look
familiar to fans of the original movie. Later, the FBI and KGB join
the chase. (Shouldn't the CIA have had a slice of the action, too?)
Cate Blanchett as the
villain Irina Spalko offers good, campy fun. Her accent is thicker
than melted cheese, and her bangs slash so sharply across her
forehead that she could use them to cut diamonds, if that's what she
was into.
But no ... she has another desire: the very same crystal skull
that Indiana Jones seeks. Her performance is highly entertaining,
though she's not given a lot of room for nuance as she pursues her
heart's desire. What's with the skull, though, sometimes being
magnetic and sometimes not?
Speaking of inconsistency, the second half of the movie is better
than the first, even when Blanchett demonstrates a hilarious but
deadly maneuver with her thighs.
Part of it is the utter waste of Karen Allen reprising her
role as Marion Ravenwood. Where she was Indy's "goddamn partner" in
"Raiders," she's been reduced to his car pool driver here. She's
even wearing khaki Mom Jeans (I believe it's the Jungle TrouserCut
model).
Perhaps she no longer drinks large men under the table, but the
movie could have used a bit of her former moxie and recklessness.
She at least could have reminded Indy to use his whip when he needed
to, and to cut friends loose after the first betrayal.
Maybe the forgetfulness is due to the fact that Indy's around 20
years older than when we last saw him; more likely, though, it is
the storyteller himself who suffered a few lapses.
One character symbolizes much that's wrong with George Lucas' tale.
Played by John Hurt, Professor
Oxley is an archaeologist who stared so long at an artifact that he
went nuts (and grew a beard and wore dirty clothes). Few can
understand his babblings, though they have some apparent cosmic
significance.
I don't know what Lucas is wearing lately, but he has the beard
and the propensity to do post-doctoral study of his own career
artifacts. The end of the story he wrote might have cosmic
significance, but alas, most people will shrug it off as the loony
yammering of a man who maybe needs to lose his tenure -- or up his
dose of Geritol.
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Martha Brockenbrough is Cinemama for the Parents' Movie Guide
on MSN. She is also the author of "It Could Happen to You: Diary of
a Pregnancy and Beyond" and the founder of SPOGG, the Society for
the Promotion of Good Grammar. She writes a fun-with-kids column for
Cranium.com, as well as an educational humor column for Encarta.
Check out her Web site.
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