I told a young friend of mine that I hadn't been this excited about a summer of movies since 1989. She told me, "Wow, you're old!” Later, I put dye in her laundry. I guess that is what life is all about…that, and adopting My Name Is Earl as my new favorite show. Yeah, it's only because of Alyssa Milano, but can you think of a better reason to watch TV? Don't answer. That was rhetorical.

So yes, I've seen the new Indiana Jones movie. Despite Harrison Ford looking a little long in the tooth, and Shia LaBoeuf playing the same character he played in Transformers, Disturbia,and basically every other movie I've seen him in, it was pretty good. Yes, it's weird watching an Indiana Jones movie with that much CGI (ants and plants and monkeys doing a dance), but you know how George Lucas and Steven Spielberg are these days. Especially Lucas. If the latest Star Wars films had any more CGI, they would have been Pixar movies.

Now that we have had so many of our favorite action heroes of yesteryear come back and, with varying degrees of taste, make an impact on their legacy, it seems unavoidable that more will be down the line. The Indiana Jones movie is merely the latest, but doubtlessly one of the most financially successful, in the long line of "ol' coot" cash-ins. Sylvester Stallone had the one-two punch with revisions of Rocky and Rambo. And of course, last summer we had the ever-lovable Bruce Willis come back as the interminable John McClane. Who's next? The Ghostbusters would be nice, but alas, their sequel is going to be on the small screen and have a controller attached (coming soon to a video game console near you).

Likely candidates: Clint Eastwood is still in the moviemaking business. It's possible he could be wooed back in front of the camera in a full-tilt action role, though he'd more likely be the aging veteran passing the torch to the next generation. There was talk of a new Dirty Harry movie where he was training up a new rookie cop that was also his daughter. It was going to be titled Dirty Harry, Jr.: Dirty Harriet.

And with the recent success of comic book films in general and Batmanfilms in particular, look for Michael Keaton (now 56! It seems like only yesterday he was taking Kenny's woobie away and making us say “Beetlejuice” three times.) to reprise his role as the Dark Knight, but in a far more sinister-looking Gotham City from the mind of Frank Miller. In 1986, before he produced earth-shaking graphic novels like 300and Sin City, he wrote The Dark Knight Returns about a 55-year-old Bruce Wayne who comes out of Bat-retirement to once again save the people from gangs, super villains, and even a Big Blue Boy Scout. It couldn't suck any worse than Superman Returns!

New Line, or whoever will own the rights when New Line get tossed like an old salad, is looking to further enhance the vision Mr. Miller has set forth. It'll be a mix of the campy Adam West Batman of the 1960s and a super-gritty Batman Begins. Imagine consummate Batman villain Two-Face blowing up an orphanage and then singing about it. Then he releases a deadly neurotoxin over the city, and luckily, the Bat has his anti-neurotoxin bat-spray. And then Batman drives over Two-Face with a 40-ton Bat-dump truck.

Comic book movies are the wave of the present, people. You go to your local comic shop, and chances are, four out of any five randomly selected titles have been or will be on the silver screen. Buy Marvel stock. And look for naked pictures of Alyssa Milano. Happy Father's Day!