The most I got out of watching Indiana Jones and The Kingdom of the Cystal Skull was when, in a scene where they exit a cave and indians / aztecs / natives / whatever popped out from the ceiling and walls and whatnot, it prompted me to think that they were like Ninjas.
Then at about the time it turns out there were hundreds of them I realized what would be a cool way to call them – Ninjians.
And I laughed at myself, which was inopportune, because who laughs when the heroes are being chased by Ninjians, right? Then I laughed some more, because I used it in a sentence. I’m laughing right now, actually. Hahahahaha!
Man that movie sucked.