| The Gory, Gruesome, Grisly, Grotesque (and oh so Great) Kills of the Indiana Jones Movies |
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| Written by Jonathan Lipman, CC2K Staff Writer | ||
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Unless you busted into your dad’s stash of R-rated Schwarnegger flicks, this was the only time you saw stuff like that. And it was just ... too… cool. So in honor of Indy week, we revisit the ... Indiana Jones’ Trilogy’s Top 5 Greatest Kills.5. Coke vs. Pepsi? … He chose poorly. (Last Crusade) Although it was terribly weakened when co-opted into a Coke vs. Pepsi campaign, the end of Last Crusade featured one of the creepiest pre-CGI special effects we’d ever seen when bad guy Julian Glover gets instantly zombified by choosing the wrong Holy Grail. This was genuinely very terrifying for me as kid. It was like all promise of eternal youth that was implied by childhood was instantly erased by the visual representation of tangible age. Also, he wouldn’t let go of the hot girl, and she looked scared.
4. Squishy, melty, boom. (Raiders of the Lost Ark) The original classic Indiana Jones ending. The one you watched from behind your hands, just daring to peek through your fingers. Two Nazis and Belloq the Anti-Indy open the Ark and that old Hebrew God does his Hebrew God thing. One Nazi’s face is squished in an invisible vise, his bones poking out of his cheeks and his eyes bursting. The second one gets his face melted off, the shape of his skull revealing itself behind a mask of pure blood. And then Belloq’s head just pops like a balloon. It is disgusting. It looks incredibly painful. It’s the kind of death that only a true villain deserves. Also, Indiana Jones saves himself and Karen Allen by mysteriously knowing how to appease the Hebrew God’s magic with no fucking clue whatsoever. 3. Making a Nazi daiquiri. (Raiders) Indiana Jones gets in a fist fight with Nazi the Hulk around the weirdest/coolest Luftwaffe flying wing plane you ever did see, as the plane gets ready to fly the Ark to Berlin, where it will presumably be used to summon Hellboy to fight for the Third Reich. First of all, the start of this fight is classic Indiana Jones – Indy is climbing onto the plane towards the cockpit, where he hopes to surprise the pilot. This humongous, shirtless brawler of a soldier is standing on the ground beneath Indy and beckons to Indy to come down and fight him. Indy sees the guy, and he winces – winces! – and slowly climbs off the plane with a resigned expression. “Crap,” we can read on his face, “why do they always want to fight?” It’s just a lousy job being Indiana Jones sometimes. This humongous dude lays out Indy with one punch and while Karen Allen proceeds to massacre Nazis with the plane’s machine gun, Indy proceeds to get his ass kicked. The fight seems to be going badly for Indy until the last moment, but the plane’s wheels are unblocked and it’s rolling slowly and the brawler doesn’t see until the last second when he turns around and omigod the propeller is right there and he screams a terrified young boy’s scream as the huge blade comes right in his face and …. Eew. Blood splatters all across the wing. It is entirely clear what has just happened. You have seen your Mom’s Cuisinart do it. It’s Nazi salsa.
2. Om! (Temple of Doom) Ok, you’re an innocent villager captured by a bizarre cult of fanatics who worship a member of the same pantheon you worship, but clearly did not go to Sunday school, because their Kali looks nothing like your Kali. (Or, you’re being portrayed by a gifted but slightly xenophobic American director – see my wife’s essay). Now, this kind of sucks. Then you’re marched out for what is clearly your standard Sacrificial Ritual. Bad. But they don’t just stab you. No. This guy pulls out your fucking heart. And even better – that doesn’t actually kill you. No, you can see it beating, in his hand, but you’re fine. As fine as you can be with your heart not being in your chest. So then you’re lowered, slowly, into a rather improbably placed pool of swirling hot molten lava. Your fucking heart, which you may recall is not in your chest but in a guy’s hand, beats faster and faster. You scream, you scream, but the heart-taking-guy just laughs louder. You ignite into a ball of living flame and even though the cult members can’t see you directly they know what’s happening because your fucking heart bursts into flame 20 yards above you, where that dude is still holding it. That’s a bad way to go. 1. I got sick and made history. (Raiders) You know when there’s a funny bit in a movie and you’ve laughed at it a million times and then you go back to see it years and years later and it’s just not funny any more? This is not that moment. If you’ve never seen this, well first of all, get off this website. Seriously. You don’t belong here. But in case you haven’t guessed which moment I mean, I mean the moment in Raiders where Indy confronts the guy with the big sword. Marian gets kidnapped in a basket (hilarious!) and Indy fights off four knife-wielding assassins trying to protect her. Chasing after her he faces more and more of these guys, all dressed in the same white tunics. He races through the sandstone corridors of the city and into the market square, tipping over straw-colored basket after basket, as all these villagers in their white and khaki robes protest. Indy’s whip cracks and his fists fly. Then the crowd parts and a guy in a black tunic suddenly appears – pops visually with incredible effect. This guy is THE obstacle. He has a truly ridiculous sword, huge and heavy, wickedly curved. With a deep, confident laugh at the bullwhip-armed Indiana Jones, he starts to twirl the sword in a complicated pattern around his body, demonstrating just how quickly he will dispatch this hapless American. Indy looks at him, resigned, tired. Then he nonchalantly pulls out his revolver, and shoots the guy in the chest. Indy turns away in disinterest before the body hits the ground. You may have heard the Hollywood legend/possibly true story about this. That there was, in fact, a complicated fight planned out but Harrison Ford had dysentery and was dreading the prospect. The cameras roll and a practical Harrison pulls out the gun that’s already part of his costume and just mimes shooting the guy. Because, Jesus, why wouldn’t Indiana use that? This scene gets top honors because it’s cinema history, because it’s great visual storytelling that holds up so well with time, and because it’s classic Indiana Jones. He gets into incredible adventures, but it’s not because he wants to. He’d really rather just take the easy way out. And sometimes you just have to shoot the guy.
The Complete Tally of Indiana Jones KillsOld rotting corpses don’t count. Death of characters we met, even if death not directly observed, do count. RAIDERS 1. Greedy Alfred Molina impaled on spikes. At least one through forehead, one through throat. Should have thrown him the whip. (CAN I just interrupt to say how ridiculous it is that he stowed away on a U-boat? Do you have any idea how F-ing cramped those things are?) 20. Nazi General (Dietrich)’s head squished by Invisible Hand of God. TEMPLE OF DOOM 1. Indy’s friend Wu Han shot by Chinese gangster when champagne corks distract him. Being friends with Indy is dangerous. LAST CRUSADE 1. Seaman overboard
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There are plenty of reasons Indiana Jones held such a fascination on us as young boys and girls. There were, of course, the thrilling action set pieces, which remain masterful examples of moviemaking, decades after CGI has made it possible to blow up more stuff bigger and faster. There was the witty, sexy dialogue (well, if you cover your ears and hum during Temple of Doom). The bullwhip.