I'll chime in, mostly to explain to the folks who loved this film, and don't understand the naysayers - in previous Indy films, once you accept the magickal premise of whatever artifact he's hunting this time, everything else makes sense and is possible - in this, the script simply insults the audience's intelligence. The metallic component of gunpowder will float toward a magnet? What metal is in gunpowder? (Anyone who does not know what gunpowder is made of should watch old Star Trek reruns...) (OTOH, ammunition of the era would have used smokeless powder, which is nitrocellulose - but still unaffected by magnetic fields - but that's not reasonably common knowledge.) The lead shot from a shotgun shell will also roll toward the same magnet. You can pour the "metallic" gunpowder from grenades - they apparently use it as an explosive. Russian agents, in 1957, were perfectly willing (and able) to take a US Military base by frontal assault. Once they kill the gate guards, the place is theirs, because the whole place is deserted for weapons testing nearby. A strong magnetic field will swing metal lamps far overhead, but not have any effect on the guns slung on the backs of the guys carrying the magnet. Secret military bases come equipped with rocket sleds (starting in the basement) that lead, for no apparent purpose, to an empty spot out in the desert. All of this is before the nuclear test site town, which is equipped with lead-lined refrigerators, which enable an occupant to be thrown clear of the blast radius without serious injury (though he's making a Geiger counter tick rapidly in a shower scene later, despite the lead lining). After this, events in the movie become less plausible. If you're willing to park your brain outside, you might like this - there's plenty of action and some passable gags. If you like to use your brain, you're likely to be disappointed, if not downright annoyed at the insult to what used to be good movies.
This wasn't really Indiana Jones - this was X-files meets Tarzan meets Abbot and Costello meets Chariots of the Gods, with a bit of 'Secret of Monkey Island' tossed in. I honestly expected the hero to have to do battle with a kitchen sink, too.
This wasn't really Indiana Jones - this was X-files meets Tarzan meets Abbot and Costello meets Chariots of the Gods, with a bit of 'Secret of Monkey Island' tossed in. I honestly expected the hero to have to do battle with a kitchen sink, too.