Why’d they have to do Indy like that.
“Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny” is the fifth and final installment of the beloved franchise that revolutionized action filmmaking through a retro lens back in 1981 — and it is the absolute worst chapter in the series. Clocking in at a bloated two hours and 24 minutes, with versatile director James Mangold (“Ford v. Ferrari,” “The Wolverine”) taking the reins from that Spielberg fella, “Dial of Destiny” has a few clever ideas and some well-crafted action sequences, but the main plot line is creaky, corny and contrived, and the final action twist lands the story in such disastrous, B-movie territory that not even Harrison Ford as Indiana Jones can rescue it from collapsing in a dusty heap of mediocrity. (There’s a last-ditch effort to give Indy some closure, but it feels tacked-on and halfhearted.)
