Harrison Ford’s fifth and remaining movie because the whip-wielding archaeologist strikes at a good crack however will get slightly exhausting.

To cease the most recent ­superpowered historic gadget from falling into the arms of the most recent batch of Nazis, the 80-year-old actor should squeeze into burial chambers, struggle goons on high of a shifting prepare, and wrestle killer eels.

This nostalgia journey is much more enjoyable than 2008’s Kingdom Of The Crystal Skull however new director James Mangold’s zippy motion scenes are lacking that Spielberg sparkle.

It begins with a digitally de-aged Ford clashing with Mads Mikkelsen’s Nazi scientist Jurgen Voller in 1944.

After rescuing his English sidekick Basil Shaw (Toby Jones within the Denholm Elliot function), the pair uncover half of the Dial of Destiny, a mysterious system that was break up into two elements by its inventor Archimedes.

We lower to New York in 1969 to seek out our hero swigging bourbon in his underpants in a grotty New York flat. But a remaining treasure hunt beckons after a reunion along with his annoying con artist goddaughter, Helena (Phoebe Waller-Bridge).

She needs to get her mitts on the artefact to boost some money – and Mikkelsen’s German boffin (who’s now a US rocket scientist) needs to make use of it to goose-step again into his previous.

This sparks one other spherical of globe-trotting, Nazi punching, and bickering with a mismatched accomplice.

A romance with the Fleabag star would have been unseemly however her duff ­wisecracks fail to channel the sparky generational comedy that Ford loved with Sean Connery in The Last Crusade.

But at the least Ford’s charisma is firing on all cylinders. Indy could complain of “crumbling vertebrae” however the veteran actor kind of carries this $300m blockbuster on his personal.

Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny, Cert 12A, In cinemas now