I am quite pleased at the number of people who actually enjoy Temple of Doom. It has elements that are definitely racially insensitive, and it certainly is quite graphic, but I still thoroughly enjoy it. I actually am pretty certain it was the first Indy movie I saw, as I believe my older siblings would watch it often, and I as an impressionable little tyke would be horrified at the sight of a heart being removed from a man’s chest or dining on eyeball soup. I’m sure that’s partly why I enjoy it so much. It has some great sequences, a frightening villain, and what is probably my favorite climactic scene of the series. I truly enjoy that nail-biting fight on the bridge, which to this day keeps me on the edge of my seat.

Yes, I know that The Last Crusade is very much a rehash of Raiders, with so many of the same secondary characters, the same evil Nazis, a Judeo-Christian McGuffin, a vehicular chase in the desert, and so forth. Nevertheless, I feel it is both unique enough and pulls off its familiar elements well enough that I can’t help but enjoy it.

Hopefully, I will have time to give Frink’s recommended edit of Crystal Skull a gander later this week.