What do you get when you take a first time director, 3 of Hollywood’s hottest leading ladies, the DC Comics Vertigo label and a whole lot of predictability? Simply put… you get the hard-edged but ultimately mediocre cinematic experience known as The Kitchen.

Movie goers have long been enthralled by the epic tales of spies and special agents. From iconic characters like James Bond to the characters who parody them, such as Austin Powers, we are fascinated by the idea that we never truly know if there are covert agents threaded into the fabric of our everyday lives.

We all have issues with our dads; it’s a part of life. We never expect our heroes to have those same issues. And that’s what Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade gave us along with another thrilling adventure with our favorite archeologist. Having turned 30 this year, this is another anniversary post in a year with many anniversaries. So let’s dig in. 

(Hey, that was an archeology pun!)

Okay, let’s be honest here, this review is going to have spoilers in it, because it’s hard to discuss this movie without them, especially if you haven’t seen Endgame yet.

SPOILERS FROM THIS POINT FORWARD. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.