So, it was with trepidation that I went to the theater to check out the latest incarnation of the Indiana Jones movies, wondering what cultural bungling they could possibly get away with in 2008. But I found a mostly tired movie that lost the blockbuster excitement that made the "Temple of Doom" experience so confusing as a kid. Back then, I loved the movie, even though I hated it and somehow I think that confusion is one of the things that has pushed me to become a writer or a cultural commentator. But I found the "Kingdom of the Crystal Skull" to be hackneyed and the story line to be even more ridiculous than that of the Shankara stones. There was no egregious racism, just the regular disposable natives. I do think it is interesting how Mayan natives have become the "safe" indigenous people of choice lately, i.e., "Apocalypto" and "The Fountain."