Thursday, here. And Cannes be damned. I saw Indy #2 opening weekend, too, and survived (mostly). This is Indiana Jones, woman. Good, bad, it's fannish!
It's okay to steal ancient artifacts, as long as they end up in a British or American museum.
Also:
Christian relics have an annoying tendency to 'do their own thing.' (Don't worry; this is normal. But it's probably best if you get the hell out of the way when it happens.)
Use caution when imbibing - there's no telling where that water has been.
Medieval Latin didn't exist, because it's obviously too close to modern English and would spoil the joke.
When in doubt, never fear! Just send wave after wave of brown men at the problem.
What goes up must come down - usually in a giant fireball.
Never attempt a stunt after Indy's done it. Or before he does it. In fact, it's best if you leave the stunts to Indy and duck instead.
Corpses will scream and claw at you if you disturb their beauty sleep.
Bouncing foam sandstone bricks are really heavy, especially when escaping from a tomb.
The warranties on buildings/moving vehicles expire when Indy touches them.
Giant propellers are not your friends.
Neither is gasoline.
Nor oil. Nor liquor. Nor anything flammable, really.
It's not a good ending until either 1. a beautiful woman offers to buy you booze, or 2. someone rides a horse incompetently into the sunset and you have to rescue them.
It may be a new experience for *you*, but it happens to me all the time.
Nazis. I hate those guys.
Jehovah starts with an "I" in Greek.
Medieval crusading knights brought along a trompe l'oil specialist to paint the bridge, and he was a freakin' genius to be able to maintain the illusion in all light conditions.
Snakes. Why's it always have to be... snakes. Asps. Very dangerous. You go first.
And I even like the color.
Bad dates.
It hurts everywhere. Except there. And there. Over here isn't so bad.
I said no camels. That's four camels. Can't you count?
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Date: 2008-05-18 06:17 pm (UTC)Indy is hard on any form of transportation.
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Date: 2008-05-19 01:15 am (UTC)No matter how hungry you are, monkey brains aren't really appetizing.
Always check the name of your airline.
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Date: 2008-05-19 12:24 pm (UTC)Thursday, here. And Cannes be damned. I saw Indy #2 opening weekend, too, and survived (mostly). This is Indiana Jones, woman. Good, bad, it's fannish!
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Date: 2008-05-19 02:14 pm (UTC)Rats fleeing a sinking ship (or burning tomb) will always head in your direction.
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Date: 2008-05-19 02:19 pm (UTC)Corollary to deire's comment
Date: 2008-05-19 05:27 pm (UTC)Also:
Christian relics have an annoying tendency to 'do their own thing.' (Don't worry; this is normal. But it's probably best if you get the hell out of the way when it happens.)
Use caution when imbibing - there's no telling where that water has been.
Medieval Latin didn't exist, because it's obviously too close to modern English and would spoil the joke.
When in doubt, never fear! Just send wave after wave of brown men at the problem.
What goes up must come down - usually in a giant fireball.
Never attempt a stunt after Indy's done it. Or before he does it. In fact, it's best if you leave the stunts to Indy and duck instead.
Corpses will scream and claw at you if you disturb their beauty sleep.
Bouncing foam sandstone bricks are really heavy, especially when escaping from a tomb.
The warranties on buildings/moving vehicles expire when Indy touches them.
Giant propellers are not your friends.
Neither is gasoline.
Nor oil. Nor liquor. Nor anything flammable, really.
It's not a good ending until either
1. a beautiful woman offers to buy you booze, or
2. someone rides a horse incompetently into the sunset and you have to rescue them.
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Date: 2008-05-20 02:43 am (UTC)Nazis. I hate those guys.
Jehovah starts with an "I" in Greek.
Medieval crusading knights brought along a trompe l'oil specialist to paint the bridge, and he was a freakin' genius to be able to maintain the illusion in all light conditions.
Snakes. Why's it always have to be... snakes.
Asps. Very dangerous. You go first.
And I even like the color.
Bad dates.
It hurts everywhere. Except there. And there. Over here isn't so bad.
I said no camels. That's four camels. Can't you count?
Crocodiles is hungry for Thugee tartar.
Hang on lady, we goin' for a ride.
I'm here to view the tapestries.