Steven Spielberg’s The Adventures of Tintin: The Secret of the Unicorn is a lot of fun, some of the same kind of fun that can be found in his Raiders of the Lost Ark, though Tintin doesn’t have Indy’s quiet moments of reflection. You know you’re talking about a breathless adventure when it makes Raiders of the Lost Ark seem reflective. Tintin (Jamie Bell), the unflappable boy detective, and his dog Snowy are on the case for hidden treasure at the bottom of the sea and the villain Ivanovich Sakharine (Daniel Craig) is out to stop them and…oh, what am I doing? A movie like this isn’t about plot, like a generations old feud between Sakharine and the drunkard Captain Haddock (Andy Serkis), it’s about chases and keys and hidden messages in model ships and jumping from a motorcycle to a boat to a plane and an opera singer used as a secret weapon. Who’s better than Spielberg at leaving you at the end of a movie wrung out and with a silly grin on your face? The Adventures of Tintin is a return to the type of movie that made Spielberg’s name and it’s so satisfying to see he still has it. This movie has all the logic of a boys adventure tale and that’s what it is, nothing more and certainly nothing less. Giant set pieces strung together by races to the next location and every sequence works. If it doesn’t reach the heights of Raiders of the Lost Ark, how many movies do? This is old-fashioned entertainment, never better.