So you remember that feeling you had when you walked out of Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull? You remember wondering: “What the heck was that?!” Yeah, I hear you. Somehow, the men who had given us Indy, E.T., Star Wars, Close Encounters, etc. had taken everything that was brilliant about Raiders of the Lost Ark and had pillaged and plundered it until it was only a hollow, cynical shell of its former glory.
Well, I’m here to tell you in today’s “One Minute Film Review,” that a spiritual heir to the greatness of Raiders has finally emerged. I’m talking about Spielberg’s newest animated tale, The Adventures of Tintin: The Secret of the Unicorn. Realized through the most vivid use of motion capture technology to date, the film is a perfect blend of light action and organic humor. So if you’re looking for a fun way to spend a few hours with your seven-to-eight year old kid this winter, I highly recommend The Adventures of Tintin.
This film has been rated PG by the MPAA for adventure violence, drunkenness and brief smoking.
Bonus points for the inspired, Hitchcockian decision to model the chief villan after Peter Jackson, producer of the film. Don’t believe me? See for yourself …