The Front Row View is a regular column by Great Stories contributor Jim Cannizzaro. He is a veteran community theater leading man, seasoned blogger, movie enthusiast, and family man.
Raiders of the Lost Ark was one of the greatest adventure movies ever made. It should make sense that Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom is one of the greatest sequels ever made. Steven Spielberg’s infamous 1984 progenitor of the PG-13 rating might have raised the ire of parents for it’s heart-ripping scene, but 31 years removed from the notoriety, it can still be appreciated by fans for it’s wit, cinematic skill and breakneck action sequences. There are problems: Kate Capshaw’s Willie is more shrill and annoying than funny (hard to believe that Indy would have anything to do with her) and yes, the middle section does go needlessly dark with it’s lengthy torture scenes (I skipped over this whole section when I watched it with my 12 year old). Other than that, the movie is a visual feast with one great action sequence after another —particularly the fast-paced opening at the nightclub (Club Obi Wan, nice touch George Lucas!) and the amazing mine-car chase at the end. It’s a worthy summer ride. Just not one for the kiddies.