Exceeds expectations. Far worse. Far far worse than I ever imagined. Not merely an over-budgeted, CGI-as-a-substitute-for-substance, old-man-joke-riddled, Cate-Blanchett-wasting opportunity for Harrison Ford to wear a fedora. An epic-ly cheesy, terribly scripted, poorly acted, predictably ridiculous, over-the-top nonsensical farce. More plot holes than plot-Swiss cheese.
So, so funny.
I dearly wish I could have watched it with Emily and Gab and my other lovely cynic friends who could have ridiculed it and verbally exclaimed "Jesus Christicles, gimme a break" with me. I am immensely fond of cheesy--more so than is perhaps healthy or normal. I am easily amused by even some of the most terrible, insubstantial books and movies. But I very nearly turned this movie off after the opening sequence... Not only was this movie a waste of Cate Blanchett's talent, I was embarrassed for her. It's a shame to be reminded that such a classy woman is still human and thus prone to mistakes. The script was so bad even Harrison Ford's scowl and stubble could barely give it life (though it helps). Best line of the movie: "I like Ike." Gotta admit, that sold me on waiting out the whole thing.
I am a fan of the original Indys. Good, slick swashbuckling action with a smart script and just enough sweaty n' scruffy sex appeal. But I think the gig is up... and I hope no one is thinking Shia LaBeouf is really the one who can keep it going. Unfortunately, that's clearly the way this is heading, all signs point to a sequel (fivequel?) and water will run downhill.
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