So when I first rented this film about seven years ago, I thought it was pretty, but boring. I watched it again last night hoping maybe my opinion would change. This was not the case. There are moments in this film that are truly wonderful, but as a whole it, for me, feels lifeless. It’s a pretty sexy subject, too, so it’s a shame they didn’t find a way to capture that (see The House of Mirth for a film that does it right). The film was nominated for eight Academy Awards, winning three: Best Art Direction (won), Best Costume Design (won), Best Cinematography, Best Adapted Screenplay (won), Best Supporting Actor Denholm Elliott, Best Supporting Actress Maggie Smith, Best Director and Best Picture. The other films up for Best Picture that year were Children of a Lesser God, Hannah and Her Sisters, The Mission and winner Platoon.
Billy Ray Valentine: Happy New Year.
Coleman: That’s kind of you, son. A Happy New Year to you, too. Could I offer either of you two gentlemen a wee jolt of Irish whisky, to usher in the New Year?
Clarence Beeks: Not for me, pal.
Billy Ray Valentine: I do not drink. It is against my religion.
Coleman: I always say, religion’s a fine thing, taken in moderation.
Sallah: Please, what does it always mean, this. . .this “Junior”?
Professor Henry Jones: That’s his name. . .[points to self] Henry Jones. . .[points to Indy] Junior.
Indiana Jones: I like “Indiana.”
Professor Henry Jones: We named the *dog* Indiana.
Marcus Brody: May we go home now, please?
Sallah: The dog? [laughing] You are named after the dog? AHAHAHA!