This felt like AI; Spielberg trying to save a fragmented and uncaring story. George Lucas needs fresh minds around him to tell him when his ideas stink. I imajine he is surrounded by a bunch of yes men/women who are too scared to disagree with him. I looked forward to this movie so much, behaving like a kid every time the previews were on (im 44), dying with anticipation. (like star wars) Instead the classinc Indi was there glued together by the most mornic script (worse than star wars) ever to leave Luca's hand. The media has been way to nice; this movie, with the exception of seeing Harrisson Ford and friends, once again, reminding us of the magic these movies once created, COMPLETEY SUCKED CRYSTAL CRANEUMS.