The two biggest questions I had going into Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny were: will it be fun and will the film stay true to the character of Indiana Jones. The answer, I'm pleased to say, is yes on both counts. It's a ton of fun. I had a blast.
Dial of Destiny is a solid Indiana Jones adventure that ultimately dodges the giant boulder of expectations. But as a franchise closer, it’s an anticlimactic affair that, while not a memorably rousing last crusade, at least bids Indy adieu in an emotionally satisfying fashion.
Does not disappoint....a truly archetypical Indiana Jones experience. A better job could not have been done in rounding out the beloved characters and series. The storyline did exactly that, gracefully, and with respect and dignity from start to finish, giving us everything we could want for Indy's last adventure. Harrison Ford is perfection as an older version of his iconic character, and I love that they did not shy away from but rather embraced his age with charm and humor. The appearances of Sallah and Marion nearly brought tears to my eyes, and the casting of the new characters was inspired. The special effects are as wonderful as always, in particular Indy's digitally-enhanced younger self. The cornucopia of sets and costumes are amazing in their authenticity, detail and diversity, and the score is, of course, everything we've come to expect and then some. The icing on the cake is the reenactment of the "where doesn't it hurt?" scene. It was emotional and heartwarming seeing the two characters come full circle from the very first film; I can't think of a more perfect way to wrap up Indy's adventures and to pay tribute and say goodbye to the characters we've come to love. Harrison Ford said he wouldn't miss Indy because he had "fullfilled his purpose." I agree with him on the latter but not so much the former. I will miss Indiana Jones very much. It was hard knowing I was watching the final adventure. I honestly didn't want to watch to the end because if I did it would all be over. But if Indy's story had to end, it couldn't have been done in a classier way.
The fifth and final chapter for our whip-cracking archaeologist suffers from the absence of Steven Spielberg and a workable script, but Harrison Ford—80 and still working deep and true—makes sure that Indy goes out in blaze of glory. One word: Respect.
The Dial of Destiny starts with a prologue that easily stands up against the classic trilogy, is often disarmingly poignant and never less than entertaining. Much of this is down to Ford, who has always excelled at bringing depth and charm to a character who on paper is fundamentally little more than a silhouette.
Like in "Crystal Skull,” director James Mangold’s movie aims to merge Indy’s earthy supernatural framework with science fiction, to mixed results. The love-it-or-loathe-it ending is a real doozy.
That remembrance of Saturday matinees past is there for a bit in Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny. Until it very much isn’t, and you’re largely left with what you imagine you’d get if you programmed a 21st century A.I. program to write up nostalgia-bait for the children of the late 20th century.
Bon esprit
On retrouve les codes de la série
Mais la fin gâche un peu le film et les trucages (Jones rajeunit en images de synthèse, les sauts sur le train, l'exagération moto et cheval pendant la fête...) on sent la patte Disney qui... dénature tout ce qu'il touche grrrrrrr
Rester authentique
I enjoyed it and it was very watchable throughout, but I do feel like the ending could have been much better and there very minuses in it. Still a nice movie, but I can't rate it higher.
The film beginning sequence was quite good and seemed promising. But as soon as the **** woke female character showed up the film sunk into woke oblivion. I could not even keep watching at that point less than an hour into it. Complete garbage.
Ah bas dis donc… en voilà un sacré film de retraités ! je vois qu’ils font du zèle depuis la réforme mais faudrait voir à se calmer : pas la peine de se crever au boulot jusqu’à 80 piges ! a fortiori avec un travail à la pénibilité reconnue : archéologue aventurier poissard casse-cou(illes) !
Nan mais sérieusement, c’est le film du troisième âge… même Mikkelsen le plus jeune (?) du lot… il a de la bouteille. Un pré-vieux sans doute. Quoique ! Et Banderas, j’ai mis du temps à le reconnaître… mais qui c’est ce petit vieux ? et John Rhys-Davies, nom de nom… et même Karen Allen qui fait une apparition… pauvre petite vieille !
Et bizarrement, c’est produit par Disniais… parce que… quoi au fait ? ils ont racheté ça aussi, ces (enculés), ce qui était auparavant au nain de jardin, Georges, je présume, dans le temps jadis. Qu’est-ce que ces merdeux de Disn(non, non, pas le droit) ont pas racheté, hein ?Du coup, faut pas s’étonner si c’est un peu woke avec notamment la (attention, pas le droit…) qu’on voit un peu trop pendant la première heure ou bien le gamin (complètement con, d’ailleurs) et on se demande ce qu’il fait avec la brunette au nez de Cléopâtre ? elle l’a adopté ? (putain, ça craint…).
Mais bon à part ça, on a quand même de sacrées poursuites avec de sacrés effets spéciaux et c’est dans l’ensemble filmé très correctement. Et même qu’on suit l’histoire ou le succédané d’histoire pendant un gros tiers… puis, ça fait pschiiiit. Comme un Perrier éventé (y a rien de pire). Et c'est bien trop long !Certes, on voit bien que Papy veut jouer sur la nostalgie… mais il se ridiculise ! et du coup (ce qui n’est pas un mal, ma foi), ça donne surtout envie de revoir les trois premiers films ! ils pouvaient pas être aussi… woke et médiocres à la fois ? hein ? il faut qu’on se rassure…