Letdown. Steven Spielberg let me down.
I didn’t expect much from Harrison Ford. He’s indeed past shelf due date. Shia LeBouf was really trying too hard. Cate Blanchett was one-dimensional (I liked her better as Katherine Hepburn in The Aviator).
So the movie meister, magical director, and master storyteller Mr Spielberg choked.
This 4th installment is very choppy, disconnected and at times draggy.
I dozed off intermittently while the actors were slowly exploring the caves, looking at artifacts or just plain going through the motions of the script.
I felt that the only thing keeping the movie going was the insertion of the soundtrack whenever Indie was going to do something exciting.
At one point towards the end of the show, some buffoon in the cinema theatre was speaking loudly on his mobile on the right isle. I was seated in the left isle, but it seems that his telephone conversation was more exciting than the show, so that’s why I suppose no one bothered to shssh him.
That’s it. Indie Part 4 is forgettable.
Another one bites the dust.