Fri., Nov. 19, 2004 12:00 AM PST
It's fool's gold! Fool's gold, we tell ya! Okay, we get it,
National Treasure is a summer-blockbuster flick dropped upon us in winter to break up the monotony of all those heavy, Oscar-worthy performances filling the cinemas. Well, congrats, Jerry Bruckheimer, you produced a dumbass movie for the dumbass masses. Nic Cage comes from a family of conspiracy-loving treasure hunters looking for the mother lode left by an ancient secret society.
He, tech-savvy (and sometimes funny) sidekick
Sean Bean and sexy girl (just because) Diane Kruger follow complex clues left on money and the Declaration of Independence and tromp through historical monuments with the government and bad guys on their tail. From the get-go, this wannabe Indiana Jones flick is filled with so many implausible coincidences, bad clichés and ridiculous movie moments that it should be used as a cautionary tale in film schools. It goes downhill from there. A
National embarrassment.
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