fuck off Dr. Jones.

Went to the midnight screening of the Indiana Jones film last night. It wasn't pretty.

Good bits: Karen Allen and a fun chase scene about half way through.

Bad bits: everything else. But special mentions for John Hurt, Ray Winstone, Cate Blanchett, CGI monkeys and the painfully dull last 25 minutes.

It felt like a bad imitation of an Indiana Jones film. In fact it felt a lot like The Mummy Returns. That bad.

I think Spielberg may have done so much worthy oscar bait recently that he's completely forgotten how to pace an action film. And how to time visual gags. And how to balance sentimentality with nastiness. And how to be better than Michael cunting Bay.