At 7:45 am, 150-200 people in a last-minute badge line for Indy 5. Those who read last night’s reviews are at least considering a charge that it’s not that good, and they don’t care. Neither do I. Obedient corporate brand slaves, all of us.
I would feel derelict if I didn’t at least try to see it.
11:10 am update: I got in because of a last-minute decision by festival staff to let journalists in first. Thanks, guys…appreciated.
And guess what? Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny isn’t half bad — it follows the template to the letter, doing the time-honored Indy dance in a completely predictable but nonetheless tolerable and certainly professional fashion, and it has a CRAZY-ASS ending that HE definitely won’t spoil.
