Direction: James Mangold
Country: USA
In the fifth installment of the widely popular Indiana Jones franchise, our eponymous adventurer (Harrison Ford) is retired, solitary and aging. However, he makes a final effort to adapt to a jumbled new world where even his young goddaughter, Helena (Phoebe Waller-Bridge), becomes an art smuggler addicted to cash. She operates with the backing of a smart kid, Teddy (Ethann Isidore), who can even pilot a plane without ever being inside one. The three join forces to prevent an old Nazi rival, Jürgen Voller (Mads Mikkelsen), from stealing an invaluable relic.
At 154 minutes, Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny lacks a dramatic arc matching its length, being flat in the ideas and mechanical in the moves. Just like has been happening with the majority of Marvel spin-offs, there’s an attempt to overcome artistic laziness with technical prowess, which makes numerous action scenes feel insipid. Thus, we get that strange impression that Steven Spielberg - the director of all previous installments and just a producer here - would make this film more adventurous and entertaining than James Mangold (3:10 to Yuma, 2007; Logan, 2017; Ford v Ferrari, 2019).
Hence, there are only hints of the old good salad but lots of mediocre dressing on this plate. The uninspired plotting comes with banal dialogue, while the action scenes, despite fast-paced, are pretty unimaginative regardless if they occur on land, air or water. Unless you have a thing for Ford, you're better off discarding this fun-free episode that typifies today’s obtuse contemporary movie culture.
