Personally, I find the racial stereotyping in
Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom to be rather off-putting, even though some —
including co-star Ke Huy Quan — continue to argue today that the racism label is unfair, given how old the movie is. However, the main reason this film does not hold up to me as well as the first and third films is because of the arguably cliched archetypes it presents, which diminishes its entertainment factor. I’ve simply seen the white savior trope way too many times in movies, not to mention its one-dimensionally-written portrayal of Kate Capshaw’s Willie Scott, the epitome of a shrill damsel-in-distress trope. However, despite these drawbacks in the film, including its possible perpetuation of Western orientalism (see:
Edward Said’s 1978 book of the same name), it is undeniable Mola Ram and his penchant for dark magic is absolutely burned into the collective pop culture consciousness and for good reason. A villain who can pull the still-beating heart out of one of his victims is completely bonkers, even to this day. Whether you think
Temple of Doom’s writing is problematic in its own right, or simply a product of its time, there is little arguing over Mola’s menacing screen presence in the film. The villain represents the pinnacle of the horror elements of the Indiana Jones franchise, which have been largely absent for far too long.