Ooh, May. Must be summer blockbuster season. Summer 2008 is also, apparently, sequel season.
Oh, Indiana. You went places in this movie I couldn't quite follow. Your cheesiness at times was hard to take, and seemed almost apologetic. Even the film quality fluttered in places, like you weren't given enough time or budget to reshoot something that initially went awry.
I still love you. I love your hat and your whip and your Harrison Ford half-smile. I love your theme music and the way you remind me of my childhood. Mostly, though? Not quite there with you.
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