When I saw Raiders in 1981 I was twelve. I saw it with my grandfather. It was the last movie he saw in a theatre.
I never would have dreamed that 27 years later I would get to see another Indy movie starring Harrison in the company of my own son and his grandfather (my dad). I don't have the words to express my delight.
I was somewhat disappointed by the movie itself, but it didn't matter. And I've warmed up to it since.
I recently found my old Marvel adaptation of Raiders from 1981. It is a bit worn and the cover is loose--because I read it a hundred times. My son (he's eight) wanted to read it in bed. I told him he shouldn't because it is almost 30 years old and he should lay it on a flat surface to read. I suggested he read his Crystal Skull graphic novel in bed instead. He answered, "Uh, no thanks. That's even more precious."
Mine.
His
I never would have dreamed that 27 years later I would get to see another Indy movie starring Harrison in the company of my own son and his grandfather (my dad). I don't have the words to express my delight.
I was somewhat disappointed by the movie itself, but it didn't matter. And I've warmed up to it since.
I recently found my old Marvel adaptation of Raiders from 1981. It is a bit worn and the cover is loose--because I read it a hundred times. My son (he's eight) wanted to read it in bed. I told him he shouldn't because it is almost 30 years old and he should lay it on a flat surface to read. I suggested he read his Crystal Skull graphic novel in bed instead. He answered, "Uh, no thanks. That's even more precious."
Mine.
His
