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Indiana Jones
and the Temple
of the
Crystal Skull

Director Stephen Spielberg
Cast:
Harrison Ford, Shia LaBeouf, Cate Blanchett
Releases
22 May 08
Rated
M

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The man in the hat is back - Hooray!

The latest Indiana Jones excursion, Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull, again harks to the days of the Saturday arvo serials – fast chases, spooky caverns, crazy sets, full throttle fun with endless cliffhangers. Using the tried and true formula of the earlier Indy films, it even cleverly makes use of Harrison Ford’s advancing years; also enabling Cate Blancett to exchange her Dylan hairstyle for a twenties-style bobcut, complete with Russian accent straight out of Fast Forward. This proves old actors and rockers never die (well, apart from Elvis and even that’s in doubt), they just mellow with age. Steven Spielberg is seldom better than when handling fast action stuff like this, and he revels in playing tongue-in-cheek humour to the hilt.

Harrison Ford does look a bit creaky round the edges in the close-ups, but the script allows for that – after all, it’s set some years after his previous adventures. His young sidekick even asks “are you like 80?”; while in another scene Indy remarks, “It doesn’t get any easier”. But Ford isn’t slowed down, carrying many of the action scenes himself. In fact, he’s a more authentic academic character with a few wrinkles

Set in 1957, there are no Nazis left to punch up, so instead we have the Ruskies in the middle of the Cold War. The film kicks off to a good start with a wild motorcade to the strains of Elvis’ “Hound Dog” which sets the tone of the whole show, plus there’s John Williams’ theme music to get you all nostalgic. Indiana Jones (Harrison Ford) and his fair-weather friend Mac (Ray Winston) are held captive by infiltrated Russians, led by the sleek shivery cool Soviet spy Irina Spalko (Cate Blancett) We move into the warehouse that was shown at the end of Raiders of the Lost Ark, which houses a very curious item, the body of an alien much desired by the Soviets. Indy escapes by some hocus-pocus and ends up at – of all places – the atomic bomb testing range. Cleverly using a fridge to survive the nuclear blast, Indiana makes a return to the classroom.

There Indy encounters young Mutt Williams (Shia LaBeouf), his latest motorcycling companion. Jones and friends, now equipped with the inevitable treasure map, race against the Soviets lead by the indomitable Irina to find the legendary crystal skull of a pre-Mayan civilisation which, when returned to its hidden tomb in South American jungle, will somehow enable the USSR to have supernatural power over the world. Along the way Indy’s aided by the nutty Professor Oxley (John Hurt), unreliable Mac and his old flame Marion (Karen Allen) making a welcome return to the series.

The younger actors Shia LaBeouf and Cate Blancett obviously enjoy making the most of their characterisations with LaBeouf behaving like the Fonz doing a scene from The Wild One. The action barely ceases over waterfalls, cliffs, deep caverns, and the final big set of the hidden alien city. The special effects department works overtime as expected.

A few minor gaffes – last time I looked gunpowder isn’t magnetic, and the mumbo jumbo about the supernatural is less than convincing, but who’s going to care in the general mayhem. Even if it’s mainly nonsense don’t let that stand in the way of good solid action. Spielberg regurgitates some of the most successful aspects in the previous three films for sure-fire success. For example, this time the bugs are scorpions and ferocious ants, and there are again excellent set pieces including the lost city, and the atomic bomb target site. Naturally there’s exotic scenery, tremendous waterfalls and dark cobweb-laden caverns. You’ll have a feeling of deja vu for much of the time, although the eerie sequence at the atomic test site breaks new ground and is a highlight.

Considering director Steven Spielberg, producer George Lucas and Harrison Ford are all in their sixties, it’s a happy thing they can make a film that exudes almost childish enthusiasm for the medium. Long may they reign in the world of cinema entertainment. An older Mr. Jones with fedora and bullwhip can still give those who enjoyed his earlier movies their money’s worth.

John Bale