I’m so glad that Thursday has finally arrived. That means that I’ll no longer have to see all the commercials for the premiere of the new Indiana Jones movie.
It has been 19 years since the last Indiana Jones movie, and I have no idea what the official title was back then. The first one, Raiders of the Lost Ark, came out when I was 11. It didn’t interest me at all. I never saw it in a theater, and I even managed to miss all the showings on HBO back then. (And missing a movie that HBO decided to run was a feat in itself.)
I don’t really know why the series didn’t interest me. All I know is that I never had any desire to go see any of them.
Even the legendary Sean Connery, playing Indy’s father, couldn’t entice me to go.
If you’re an Indiana Jones fan, I hope you go see this movie. Soon.
Otherwise they might start a new round of ads for folks like me to sit through.
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I never cared for Indiana Jones. Not even in the first movie.