INDIANA JONES & THE DIAL OF DESTINY (12)
D: James Mangold
Disney / Paramount / Lucasfilm (Kathleen Kennedy, Frank Marshall & Simon Emanuel)
US 🇺🇸 2023
154 mins
Adventure
W: Jez Butterworth, John-Henry Butterworth, David Koepp & James Mangold [based on characters created by George Lucas & Philip Kaufman]
DP: Phedon Papamichael
Ed: Michael McCusker, Andrew Buckland & Dirk Westervelt
Mus: John Williams
Harrison Ford (Indiana Jones), Phoebe Waller-Bridge (Helena Shaw), Mads Mikkelsen (Jürgen Voller), Antonio Banderas (Renaldo), Toby Jones (Basil Shaw), Boyd Holbrook (Klaber), Ethann Isidore (Teddy), John Rhys-Davies (Sallah)
One of my criticisms for the previous Indiana Jones films (Indiana Jones & The Kingdom Of The Crystal Skull) was that Harrison Ford was just too long in the tooth for the role, so how is he to fare in this fifth instalment, 15 years later?
This is a rhetorical question. The fact remains that the film’s star is too old for further adventures, but this fifth film does start quite promisingly, utilising de-ageing visual effects which took up a huge chunk of the film’s £300m budget.
The opening act begins at the end of World War II, where Nazi soldiers ransack the treasures of a castle, culminating in a chase on a train which trigger all the right nostalgic memories of the original trilogy, and though the de-ageing effects can sometimes be a little ropey in a handful of scenes, it’s a cracking start to a new adventure.
Unfortunately, the rest of a film is a bait & switch, as we’re introduced to the smugly insufferable Helena Shaw, Jones’ goddaughter who also has an interest in historical artefacts & trinkets, though more for her personal gain than unearthing a mysterious relic from the past.
The McGuffin in question here is the dial of Archimedes, fabled to open a portal that makes time travel possible. Jones & Shaw want the device for their own reasons, whilst Nazi professor Jürgen Voller is also on the hunt for it, so he can use it to succeed where Adolf Hitler failed.
James Mangold takes over directorial duties from Steven Spielberg, and does a decent job helming the action sequences and retaining the Spielberg spirit of the previous movies, but the film’s shortcomings just come with the plot, which rushes from set piece to set pieces with exposition laced between, as well as the performances of the supporting characters, which are grating far beyond the point of annoyance, especially when it comes to Phoebe Waller-Bridge’s Helena Shaw, who was clearly there to usurp the title character and keep further adventures going (for the love of God, No!).
Harrison Ford looks too tired for it all as he pushes 80 years of age, whilst Mads Mikkelsen could have made for an excellent villain if the screenplay gave him better material to work with.
John Williams ever-dependable music is the real star of the show, but like the previous film, this really is a sequel too many. In my opinion, Indiana Jones should have been left to end with the eponymous hero riding into the sunset with his father and his friends at the end of the third movie. It really is just overkill at this point.
4/10