Brian Snow

We have just come out of the pictures having watched ‘Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny’. First up, it’s a rollicking two-and-a-half-hours of fun, action, and total poppycock. It’s now the 1960s and Indiana Jones reaches retirement but not before one last tussle with the Nazis. It starts with a wartime flashback (a digitally younger Harrison Ford) and a fight on a train carrying half of Archimedes’ dial. The other half needs finding before it can be used to identify gaps in time through which one can pass. Now some nasty Nazis that didn’t die in the war are out to get the machine again so they can go back to 1939 to do something dastardly that will help them win the war. There are high speed car chases, tuk-tuk chases, eels, scarabs, a horse gallop along the New York subway, that sort of thing. Oh and an underwater fight, some nasty caves with the usual surprises, a brief visit to Greece in 272BC to help rout a Roman invasion. I think. I was a bit lost by then too. Luckily they were all home in time for tea - apart from the Nazis of course. Those that didn’t die in the war, the 60s perished in antiquity. Fab! Not far-fetched at all.