to the lighthouse, my friend

Okay, my brother finally convinced me to watch Indiana Jones 4.

I'll start of with;

Whoever let George Lucs out from where they locked him up when he made Star Wars 1,2 and 3, should a) lock him up again and b) jump off a cliff.

And if you haven't watched it, I'm going to spoil the ending. Now. So go away if you don't want to have the crappiest Indiana Jones movie spoiled.

I can't believe they George Lucas have effin' aliens in it. COME ON. SRSLY.

Next thing you know, he'll suggest having Jar Jar Binks in it. Jar Jar is the main reason for me hating the new SW movies (besides Natalie Portman's excruciatingly horrible line delivery in ROTS. Most good things about the new movies are Obi-Wan, Hayden Christensen and Yoda's lightsaber-fighing.)

"HEY, wouldn't it be FREAKING AWESOME if we gave Indiana Jones Shia LaBeouf an annoying sidekick?!"

Spielberg: *hissing* "Who let him out?!"

So, George Lucas - Butt out. We don't need your aliens/annoying sidekicks/animations/whatever. And certainly not in an Indiana Jones movie. I think this one is even worse than the Temple Of Doom. And that's saying something.
And I kinda kept expecting Optimus Prime or Bumble bee to come pick Shia LaBeouf up.

But Harrison Ford, you are... dejlig, with a Danish word, since I FAIL at English today. And Karen Allen, damn, age has been nice to you :D

/End rant.

I SWEAR I'M NOT THIS BITCHY IRL. POSSIBLY. PROBABLY.

NEVERMIND.