Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade may not be the very best chapter in the Indy trilogy, but its arguably the most fun. It might be a little unfair to call this a return to form, as The Temple of Doom was hardly a load of old rubbish in fact, its a cracking movie. But what this is a return to is Dr Jones doing what Dr Jones does best jetting all over the world, dodging ancient booby traps, and battling Nazis. Fantastic stuff.
In the original and best part of the series, Raiders of the Lost Ark, we ooh-ed and aah-ed as Indiana (Harrison Ford) raced against Adolfs boys to track down the Ark of the Covenant. This time, everyones favourite whip-cracking archaeologist is on the trail of yet another legendary biblical artefact, the Holy Grail. Word has it that whoever drinks from the Grail apparently Christs favourite mug is blessed with ever-lasting life. So lets all do our bit and make sure Keith Chegwin NEVER gets his hands on it.
This is a marvellous movie, with great dialogue, thrills and spills galore, and possibly Fords finest performance in the role. True, much of it is recycled from Raiders, but its got a secret weapon to give it its own identity and freshness and thats Sean Connery as Indys eccentric Grail-obsessed popsy. Its an inspired piece of casting (ignoring the minor issue of Connery being only twelve years older than Ford in real life), and the films best moments are inevitably where the pair draw another breath-taking action sequence to a close by bouncing off of each other like a long-established comedy double-act.
All in all, this is a fitting end to the Indiana Jones chronicles, and after watching all three movies in their new DVD box-set form its difficult to see how the planned fourth instalment could possibly add or achieve anything more (other than perhaps further lining the pockets of Messrs Spielberg, Lucas and Ford). If only for the sake of preserving one of Hollywoods greatest ever trilogies, I sincerely hope those guys know what theyre doing.