F*cking disgrace of a movie. A total rip of National Treasure and not a sequel to the other beautiful films in any way.
There was no story to speak of except some nonsense about aliens, roswell and area 51 (oh and that Indy some how survives a direct hit from a nuclear bomb
- possibly the most believable bit in this arsew*nk, piss-sh*t, c*ntdoodle of a film)
Just seemed to me to be a cheap way of extending the franchise, and further extending it by introducing Indy's son (have I ruined the film now? not really as this bit of the 'story' was so obvious George Lucas could have had a big red arrow pointing at it and it wouldn't have been any more obvious - his son was called Mutt after the family dog although his real name was Henry, sound familiar?). It was lazy film making at best, not a patch on the old ones with bundles of pointless sh*te and oodles of annoying nonsense.
Lucas buttf*cking our past for profit again.