Burgers, beer and a blockbuster
On Wednesday, SC, RG, PG2 and I went: Hungry Jack's, Star Bar, Greater Union Cinema, Star Bar, KFC, transport of choice. Only one of those things requires further explanation...
"Indiana Jones And The Kingdom Of The Crystal Skull" asks you to suspend disbelief – and keep suspending – for all you're worth, laugh along with its mish-mash of history and popular mystery where everything conveniently connects, tolerate scads of expositional dialogue and view its weather-beaten hero in a forgiving light.
If you can manage that, your reward is a jaw-socking, bullet-dodging, bomb-blasting, sword-swinging, vehicle-crashing, beastie-infested, cliff-hanging, rapids-riding, trap-springing, puzzle-solving spectacle that's packed with "Indy" continuity, Hollywood homage, genre-defying splendour and a finale both transcendant and mundane.