This latest installment starts us off with Indy up to his old tricks - he's stuffed in a trunk with his sometimes-pal Mac (Ray Winstone) by some new adversaries - Russian communists. (It IS 1957, after all.) After he meets their leader, Irina Spalko (Cate Blanchett - unlikable as ever) we learn, to some degree, of Indy's quest - he must track down the mysterious crystal skull to prevent it from reaching the wrong hands. But the limited capacity in which this is revealed, combined with the poor overall execution of the scene render it completely unnecessary.
Without spoiling too much, the crystal skull leads them into territory you wouldn't expect to find in Indy's world. The nature of the film's plot mirrors the nature of the film itself: people going in a direction that, perhaps, they shouldn't.
The rest of the film is what you'd expect, loaded with stunning visuals and starring a bigger cast than ever before. The feel of the filmmaking is still there, but the underlying spirit that carried the past films to success (even the mediocre Temple of Doom) is all but gone. Crystal Skull must instead rely on a CGI overdose and far too many cheap one-liners to get by, and it suffers as a result.
Seeing John Hurt reduced to mere code speech for much of the film kills a part of the soul inside, and Shia LeBoeuf still hasn't reached that point where I'll stop thinking of him as "annoying ex-Disney Channel star" and start considering him a serious actor. But fortunately, the movie's all about Ford - charismatic as ever and fit enough to make us think Spielberg and Lucas took 19 months off after Last Crusade, instead of 19 years. But while Ford's aged gracefully, he's the only one who has - and ultimately, that's not enough to save this one.
2.5 stars out of 4
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