Hamstrung by the fact that, mercifully, Nazi Germany didn't last very long and that Indie's been flashing his OAP bus pass around for at least a couple of years, Spielberg has shuffled us along to 1957 and to the height of Soviet/American antipathy… so, new baddies sorted, now to find a cool treasure… mmmmm, what about the ‘legendary' (made up) Crystal Skull of Akator? Ohh... and a young precocious guy tagging along to do the full on action bits that CGI just can't cover - result. The first three films were beautifully crafted, tongue in cheek escapism of the very highest order while this instalment is an apathetic slob by comparison. Wipe its predecessors from your halcyon memories and Indiana Jones 4 works well enough… just don't make the mistake of comparing.