Indiana Jones and The Dial of Destiny review: The Last, Last Crusade

Fast-forward to 1969, a dozen years after the events of The Crystal Skull, and Indy has transformed into an aging college professor on the cusp of retirement. His days are now plagued by the presence of free-spirited hippie neighbors, who casually blast the Beatles at 8 in the morning, seemingly oblivious to the world around them.

Then enters Helena Shaw, his goddaughter and the daughter of his old pal, all grown up and bringing with her a world of trouble. She pretends to be working on her doctoral thesis about the Archimedes Dial, which Indy happens to possess, but in reality, she plans to sell it to the highest bidder.

Harrison Ford, who's now in his golden years, plays the bullwhip-wielding Indy excellently. As a man aware of his diminishing relevance in a changing world, Indy gracefully accepts his place on the sidelines, acknowledging his age and limitations.

His co-star, Phoebe Waller-Bridge, brings a mix of brilliance and disappointment to the film as Helena. Initially, her character serves as a catalyst, reigniting Indy's passion for adventure, but as the film progresses, she turns out to be a one-dimensional character whose only purpose is to patronize Indy as an irrelevant relic of the past.

To be fair, the film's script is primarily to blame for not properly showcasing the brilliance of Indiana Jones as a character. Though Helena eventually forges a partnership with Indy, it feels forced and lacks genuine chemistry. Throughout the second act, she comes across as unlikable, making most of her jokes fall flat.

Sadly, it's a missed opportunity for an actress who previously demonstrated her comedic talents in Fleabag. On the flip side, her sidekick, Teddy, proves to be a capable and complementary partner, reminiscent of Ke Huy Quan's Short Round in Temple of Doom.

Mads Mikkelsen once again proves his exceptional talent by creating magic out of a cliched villain. Portraying the main antagonist, his powerful presence leaves a lasting impression, and I couldn't be more pleased with how the script ingeniously reveals his character's motivations (spoiler alert: he's not your typical Nazi).

Apart from Antonio Banderas and John Rhys-Davies, the rest of the cast bounces in and out of the film without any significant screen presence, which is a shame, especially for the criminally underutilized Boyd Holbrook.

Ultimately, while James Mangold does a decent job in his first (and last) Indiana Jones film, Steven Spielberg's absence is felt throughout the entire affair. With Harrison Ford bidding farewell to the iconic archaeologist, here's hoping that Disney will take the hint and let the franchise come to a (somewhat) satisfying conclusion.

Verdict: 3.5/5

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